Page 106 of Ulysses's Ultimatum


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“You warned me.”

“Did I?” He frowned.

“Pretty sure you were the one. The matchmaking librarian.”

“Who’s terrible at it. Yep, that’s her. Marnie’s shyer. Quieter. But just as kind. Very different women.” He tried to sit up. “I’ve only met Jake in passing. Good-looking guy.”

I chuckled. “Yes, he’s made for television. He’s covering the national show tonight.” I gently laid my hand on Finn’s chest.

“Oh?” He frowned. “I can sit up.”

“Chili, burger, or soup?”

“Burger.”

“Great. Stay put.” I pressed a kiss to his lips, rose, and then headed to the kitchen. “Root beer?”

“Yes, please. God, I’m so tired.”

“You’re barely out of the hospital.” I washed my hands. “And you almost died.”

“I didn’talmost die.”

I removed the lettuce and tomato from our burgers before nuking them. “Uh…yeah. If Miriam hadn’t found you then you would have died. So that’salmost died.Nice try, though.” The microwave beeped. I yanked out the burgers and put in the plate full of fries and onion rings. “You want fries, onion rings, or a mix?”

“A man after my heart. God, I love you. Combination would be amazing. I’m completely salivating at the smell.”

He sighed—so loudly I heard it over the buzzing of the microwave.

God, I love you.

That was just a figure of speech. An expression. Nothing more than a throwaway line.

I cleared my throat. “Uh, you’re welcome.”

The microwave beeped. I removed the plate and set about organizing two meals. Once I finished, I grabbed a root beer and headed to the living room where he sat—still reclined, but straighter.

He offered a broad smile. “You’re the best.”

“Right. I bought a burger.”

“Sure.” He accepted the plate. “But you remembered I love onion rings and that I like root beer with my onion rings. Those are very important things.”

To that, I chuckled. “You’re an easy man to please, Finnegan O’Sullivan.”

“Don’t you forget it.”

I held his gaze. “I won’t. I promise—I won’t.” I headed back to the kitchen.

“Hey, do you think you can find that interview with Jake McGrath?”

“Sure. Their producer sent me a private link.”

“May I watch it?”

“I don’t see why not.”

“Cool. I’m not certain I taped the news. It didn’t occur to me. That Vancouver would pick it up—let alone the show that runs across Canada.”