Chapter 119

“Didn’t I already tell you ‘no’?”

“In spite of the fact that I am who I am?”

“Jesus, what does that matter? Sorry, Portia.”

“If you’re going to apologize every time you swear in my presence, Mark, it’s going to get very wearing.”

“But Portia, he’s right to apologize!” Gregor said, and he looked so galled at having to admit that Mark might be right about something that I had to cover my mouth to conceal a smile.

“Let me make this perfectly clear. I’m an adult woman, and I’ve heard worse in my lifetime. And as little as you all may want to believe this, I’ve said worse a time or two myself.”

That announcement resulted in a moment of startled silence.

“Oh, Mother, say it isn’t so!” In spite of my words, I was laughing.

“Scamp!” She pinched my chin.

“I’m sorry, Portia,” Gregor said. He shifted uncomfortably. “Vincent….”

“You’re worried about Quinn. I get it.” Mark approached him, leaned down, and whispered in his ear.