“I don't think I can move,” Sorcha mumbled.
Zaine chuckled and helped her roll off of Finley without hurting him.
Once Finley disposed of the condom, the trio curled up in bed together. Zaine caressed Sorcha's side and felt her relax against him. “Sleep, Angel. You've earned it.”
“Mm. You too,” she mumbled.
“I will, beautiful,” he promised. He watched as first Sorcha and then Finley fell asleep. He nuzzled Sorcha and kissed her temple. Then he let himself relax. His last thought as sleep claimed him was my family is almost perfect. We just need Finley here too.
Chapter Twelve
Finley
Leaving Zaine's to go home to shower and change was hard. He'd wanted to step into the massive shower at Zaine's with his girl and worship her body one more time. But he had to get to the hospital to check on his boss.
He walked into his tiny apartment and felt the loneliness again. At that moment he made his decision. He was moving into Zaine's. He would tell them later.
He showered and dressed then headed back out. He stopped and picked up a cannoli and headed to the hospital. When he got to the hospital, he checked to make sure his boss was still there, then went straight to Ferguson's room. At the door, he knocked and then stepped inside.
“McLaughlin, what brings you by?” Ferguson asked.
“I came to check on you,” he replied. “How are you feeling?”
“It's the damnedest thing. My heart has gone back to normal. The doc can't explain it, but with everything back to normal, I'll be getting out of here today.”
Finley felt an overwhelming sense of relief. The counterspell had done its job. “That's great news,” he said. “By the way, I brought you this,” he said, offering up the pastry.
“Thanks. And thanks for checking on me.”
The nurse came in to unhook the monitors and remove his I.V. for him. “I'll have your discharge papers soon,” she said and left.
“I'll get out of here so you can get dressed. Glad you're going to be okay,” Finley said and left.
When he got to his SUV, he pulled out his phone.
Me:The counterspell worked Sweetheart!
Sweetheart:I'm so glad. I missed you when I showered. It's big enough for three, you know
He groaned at the image of her all wet and naked.
Me:Minx. Quit teasing me
Sweetheart:Move in with us and it won't be a tease
He sat there debating on texting the news or calling her to hear her voice and decided he wanted to hear her excitement. So, he called.
“Hello Love,” Sorcha said on the other end of the line.
“Hello, Sweetheart. I wanted to hear your voice,” he told her.
“Awww, miss me?” she asked.
“Yeah, I do. You know, it's funny you should mention me moving in there. When I got back to the apartment, I realized two things.”
“Oh? What's that?” Sorcha asked curiosity in her voice.
“One, my apartment is cold and lonely. Two, I want to move in with you and Zaine.”
