But she wanted to hear it from Ashford, not Liam. Now it seemed like she was necessary baggage. They didn’t really want to take her along, but they needed her. The surge of triumph about getting her way was accompanied by a harsh kick of disappointment, especially as Ashford looked like he was about to burst with how much he disliked the new plan.Helen managed to burst before he did, hollering that there was no way in hell her granddaughter was going anywhere again, except London, and it was going to be in this time.“Gran, stop,” she said tiredly, worming out from under Ashford’s arm. Instead of pushing her away, he’d held her tighter after he’d heard Liam’s opinion about her. He was afraid for her, of losing her. “This is important to me,” she told both Ashford and her grandma.“It isn’t your fight,” Helen pleaded.“She’s right,” Ashford said. “You’ve no reason to be part of it.”She smiled at his bossy tone. She hadn’t heard it in a while and found she’d missed it.
