“Show her you’re there for her, no matter what. Watching you over the last six months, and now understanding you better, I’ve seen a guy who gives even when it scares him. You have so much heart.”
“I’ve shown her that.”
“Show her again.”
“How?”
“You’ll think of something.”
“You have that dick that’s nearly as big as mine,” Connor says, which earns him Senna’s glare.
“You realise how unhelpful you two are?” I beckon them to a table in the corner. “Anyway, I wanted to apologise to both of you for the last year.”
“You don’t need to apologise,” Senna replies.
“I do. I was a dick when I learned you were together, even though you held off from saying anything because you were worried about me.” They nod. “And before that, I left without explanation and came back without saying anything. I knew you’d try to fix me if I said something.”
“But—”
“He’s right,” Connor says, stopping Senna’s denials. “We said the same while he was away.”
“I thought it was a fear of driving, like Connor had.”
“That’s another thing. I’m sorry you carried that, Con, and that I didn’t do anything to help. I was so busy thinking about myself, I didn’t consider others. I’ll be better. I’m here for you both and the team. Whatever you need, tell me.”
“You’re doing everything already. And now I know why you had restrictions about overnights and why you were awkward during interviews, especially when someone tried to shake your hand. If there’s anything we do that makes you uncomfortable, tell us,” Senna says.
“I don’t like it when Connor says lovey-dovey stuff to you or talks about you two having…you know…on the bonnet of the Lambo,” I say quickly.
“Anything but that. I adore Senna,” Connor retorts, “and one day, I’ll ask her to marry me.”
“Get on with it, then.” I smirk.
“I love you, Niki. Can I hold your hands? I’ll get sanitiser,” Senna says so keenly that I wish I’d shared everything sooner.
“Yes, I’d love to hold your hands.” I look at Connor. “Yours too, buddy.”
“Because you love me.” Connor grins.
“I do.”
They rush to the bar, and I check my phone. How can I show Rosie I’m the one for her?
At a message from her, I’m grinning so wide I’m worried my jaw will break.
Rosie: You made me a bath. No one’s made me a bath before. It smells so good, and where did you get candles? It’s the best thing ever. I don’t have enough thank yous.
The follow up message gives my cock ideas I can’t act on.
Rosie: And don’t worry about the sofa. The bed’s big enough for a family to sleep in. I’m sure we can control ourselves for one night.
CHAPTER 50
Rosie
“Did you have a good day, nugget?” I say to Tabi as I wrap myself in the most luxurious dressing gown. Did possessed fairies make it?
“Yes, Mummy.” It’s a bit late for me to call, but Tabi wouldn’t go to bed until I’d read her a bedtime story. “We went to the zoo. There was a grumpy monkey. It was like Grandad.” She makes monkey noises.
