“Get a fucking room,” Brennan grumbles, and Cormac’s shoulders shake with silent laughter.
I press a quick kiss to his lips before reluctantly pulling myself free from his arms and darting from the kitchen. Though at the door, I pause and glance over my shoulder.
Cormac offers me a wink before turning his attention back to Brennan, leaving me standing there, grinning like a lovesick teenager.
I bolt up the stairs, and I’m so lost in my own excitement that I run straight into Ciara as she’s leaving her bedroom.
“Why are you in such a hurry?” she asks suspiciously.
I grin. “I’m visiting my nieces today.”
Ciara throws her arms in the air. “Oh, my god! That’s amazing!”
“What’s going on out here?” Elena peers around the door to the nursery.
Ciara holds her hands to her chest, looking like she’s on the verge of tears. “Fiona gets to go and visit her sweet little nieces today, and we’re just so happy for her”
I wrap an arm around her shoulder. “You don’t need to cry.”
“Can I still blame it on postpartum hormones?”
“That’s my excuse, get your own!” Riley calls from inside the nursery, and I swallow a laugh. “I’m stuck with a baby on my boob, so get your asses in here so I can join in!”
I link my arm through Ciara’s and drag her into the nursery.
Riley is lounging in the rocking chair in the corner, feeding Aubrey.
Elena sorts through the dressers, overflowing with clothes and burp cloths. “So, what’s going on?”
“My six-year-old niece, Amber, called this morning and told me that her pacemaker is working perfectly, and she no longer needs to visit the hospital except for her six monthly checkups.”
Elena clasps her hands together. “Oh, how wonderful! That’s such good news. What a brave little thing to undergo heart surgery at her age. You must have been worried sick.”
“That’s an understatement, but I get to visit her and her sister today.” My eyes prick with tears at the thought of being able to hug them in a few hours’ time.
Riley smiles. “You must feel so relieved.”
“It’s all Cormac. He’s the one who made it happen.”
Ciara’s eyes widen a bit. “Seriously?”
Riley laughs. “You sound surprised.”
“It’s Cormac. He’s like the hardest person to read.”
I nod. “That’s true.”
Riley smirks. “Except when it comes to Fiona. Then he’s crystal clear.”
I frown. “He is?”
“Yes,” both Riley and Elena say at the same time, and I blink.
Elena gives me a knowing look. “I see things. That man adores you, Fiona. Even if he does have a funny way of showing it.”
Ciara rolls her eyes. “I think that’s just the Sullivan way.”
I nod.
