ANDIE
Seamus took Siobhan Fitzpatrick away for a few hours this afternoon to see Tiggy and meet Cillian. It was a bit of a relief. The woman isfull-on.
“She’s only staying for a few days,achuislemochroí,” Connor assures me, his mouth full of toothpaste, while I perch on the edge of the toilet, watching him. “Then her new place will be ready, and she will go and live there. We had the locks changed after the break-in, so we won’t be giving her a key.”
He spits and rinses his mouth, grinning mischievously at me. I roll my eyes at his teasing, but at the same time, I’m a little relieved she won’t be coming and letting herself into our house whenever she pleases.
When we slide into bed, I snuggle down in Connor’s arms, tipping my head back to grin up at him.
“When did you call your mother to tell her that you were going to ask me to marry you? Because you never actuallyaskedme, you know. You brought a priest into my hospital room.”
Connor grins down at me, brushing a kiss over my lips.
“I bought yer ring and called Mammy to let her know before Cillian was born.”
My heart thuds rapidly in my chest. “You were planning to ask me before you knew I was pregnant?”
Connor nods earnestly. “I was,momhuirníndílis. I already knew I wanted to marry ye and have weans with ye. I knew it before we went to stay with Paddy and Lauren.”
My stomach clenches at his words.
“You wanted to have children with me?” I mumble, hardly believing what I’m hearing.
Connor kisses me again. “Aye, lass. Ask my mammy. She’ll tell ye that I told her on the phone I wanted to have a wean with ye as soon as we were married because I wanted them to be close to Cillian in age, just like Seamus and I.”
Tears are gathering in my eyes at the thought. Connor brushes the few that spill over onto my cheeks away, pressing his forehead against mine.
“Never doubt for a second that I’ve loved ye for a long while now,” he whispers, the sincerity shining in his eyes. “Ye are everything to me, Andie.Everything.”
I sigh as his lips move on mine. My sigh quickly becomes a moan as his hand slips between my legs.
“I love ye, wife,” Connor growls against my lips.
“I love you too, husband,” I murmur back to him. He chuckles as he moves down my body, kissing every bare patch of skin he can find.
The End.