Gael watched Archie’s face slip back into the blank mask, but as he looked at his eyes, he realized they weren’t as expressionless as he’d first thought. Sure, all signs of frowns, smiles, winces, and smirks were ironed out, but his eyes—his eyes were telling him he was an i***t. He hunched his shoulders. It was true.
“Shall we go?”
Edie got up on tiptoe and kissed Archie’s cheek but instead of Archie returning it as Gael expected him to, he spluttered and pushed her away. “Keep your germs to yourself. Snake.”
The forked tongue poked out between her lips.
“You’re not married?”
Edie barked a laugh, Archie paled. It made Gael chuckle simply watching him.
“Okay, off you go.” Edie pushed at Archie. “Do you have a car, Mr. Murray?”
Gael shook his head.
“Take mine.” She tossed him the ke
