And if everything went to plan and she could stay on Lochguard, she might even find a way to bring over the only person missing from her special moment—her sister, Kaylee.
Fraser broke the silence. “Just wait, Mac-squared. I’m going to be your favorite uncle. We’ll get into all kinds of trouble.”
Fergus growled to his brother, “Right now, you’re his only uncle.”
Fraser grinned. “All the better. It makes me the best.”
Fergus sighed and motioned with his hands. “You’ve held him long enough. Give me my son.”
Fraser shook his head as he offered Jamie to Fergus. “Gina is going to have to balance out your protectiveness. Otherwise, you’ll create a wee rebel.”
Fergus cuddled Jamie close. “Not that it would matter. I think his uncle would plant the ideas in his head first.”
Holly’s voice interrupted the pair. “Fraser, love, I need you to leave for a bit.”
Fraser saluted and blew a kiss. “I know the drill by now. But come find me when you’re done, honey. There are some pregnant females who are worried and could use your assurances.”
Holly nodded. “Aye, as soon as I’m finished here.”
Fraser touched Jamie’s cheek one last time and exited the room. Fergus sat next to Gina on the bed and leaned his head against hers. “Thank you.”
She frowned. “For what?”
“For being bloody wonderful. Whether you realize it or not, you’ve scored brownie points with my mum today by naming wee Jamie after my father.”
She raised her brows. “And what about with you?”
He adjusted wee Jamie’s swaddling. “Since you mated me and gave me a son today, I think you’ve earned a few.”
“Good. I plan to collect in a few months’ time.”
As Fergus and Gina remained silent, they stared at their baby boy and leaned against one another. Gina knew reality was waiting for them above ground and they’d face it soon enough. But for the moment, she simply enjoyed the heat and scents of the two most important men in her life and branded it into her memory. After the events of the day, Gina was ready to fight for her place on Lochguard. Not just for her son’s and her own safety, but also for the man she loved. Fergus MacKenzie was hers in more ways than one and she was never giving him up.
Chapter Nineteen
Grant McFarland ignored the stabs of pain in his injured shoulder and walked into the Protectors’ central command. Thanks to the structure and reinforced design of the building, it still stood.
Other Protectors and select staff darted in and out of rooms. Grant trusted his people to take care of recovery and clean-up. He had a more important job to take care of before he could help them.
Striding into the main command room, he spotted Faye MacKenzie sitting in his chair, giving orders. Despite the events of the day, the corner of his mouth ticked up at the lass’s actions. Faye had fallen back into her old role of head Protector; she might even challenge Grant for his spot before long.
Faye finally turned her head. The relief in her eyes warmed both man and beast. His dragon spoke up. I like that she waited for us.
Aye, I suspect you’d like any bonny lass to be waiting for you.
His beast growled. Faye is better than the others. She is strong as well as beautiful.
Grant resisted a frown. If I had the time, I’d ask for more detail. As it is, keep quiet. I need to work.
In the next second, Faye’s eyes darted to his shoulder. Her lips parted and she stormed over with a frown. “Of all the bloody stupid things to do, Grant McFarland. Why wouldn’t you get your injury tended to? If it festers, the clan will be at a loss.”
Desperately needing a moment of levity after recent events, Grant raised an eyebrow. “Why? I’m sure you already have a plan in place to take over my position.”
Faye shook her head and turned to pick up a first-aid kit from a nearby shelf. “Now is not the time to joke, Grant. Lochguard would suffer if you were lost.”
“I’d almost say you’d miss me.”
Faye turned. Studying him, she finally answered, “Maybe.”