Brennan, amused, shot me a look that had my lips twitching. “Mom’s meatloaf.”
Eoghan piped up, “Her apple crumble.”
“Think of meatloaf for your main, and apple crumble for dessert, then multiply that by ten and that doesn’t even compare to how well he kisses.”
It was probably the longest thing she’d said in days, and it was about my kisses?
Well, fuck.
I needed to keep on kissing her to keep her hooked, by the sound of it.
Because Ididstink, I kept myself downwind and pressed my lips to her knuckles again. “Baby?”
She hummed and opened her eyes so I could see the smile in them too. “You okay with my brothers while I get a shower?”
Her head tilted to the side. “You going to shave?”
I was about to nod, when I saw something on her face. “Want me to keep it?”
She bit her bottom lip and grinned at me as she nodded, and I had to laugh.
It was slow going, and she might be sleeping more than a koala bear, but my Aoife was coming back to me.
Thank God for that.
***
Aoife
“It’s itchy.”
“Tough.”
“I’m horny.”
“Me too.”
“I don’t want to stay in bed.”
“I wish I could.”
Finn had an answer for every statement, and it usually had me wanting to throw the remote at him.
As he pressed the tray to my lap, I stared at the delicious plate of food mulishly. “Please, Finn.”
“You’re not supposed to be sitting up for long.”
I’d developed anemia and that, alongside a potassium deficiency, was making me tired as hell.
“I won’t be sitting up. I’ll be lying down. Please. I hate being in bed without you.” I knew I was whining, but from my recuperation in the hospital to moving home, Finn had turned into a Drill Sergeant.
He monitored what I ate, handed me my meds, and generally acted like a pain in the ass.
He also watched me shower. Helped me. Not to cop a feel but to make sure I didn’t fall over.
Sigh.
He grunted at my words as he took a seat next to me on the bed. “Eat,” he commanded, and because he could be a pushy pain in the ass if I didn’t, and because if I tried to eat, he might concede, I picked up the spoon and ate some soup.