Page 46 of Finn

Panting, I drew back. “Una, mo chroí—how?”

“Roman helped me. He arranged everything.”

“I owe him.”

She looked at me, her lips swollen, her cheeks flushed, and her hair messed from my hands. “You needed me. I could hear it.”

“I always need you.”

She ran her finger over my cheek. “More than usual. You were looking after everyone, and you needed someone to look after you.”

“There is no one I would rather look after me.” I gathered her close, swaying us. “Thank you.”

She sighed, resting her head on my chest.

“I won’t be able to let you go again. You know that.”

“I know.”

“And you’ll stay?”

She looked up. “I’m done punishing myself. Hurting you. I’m sorry. I—I was scared.”

I cupped her face, the torment in her voice deep. “I know. We move on together now. We’ll sort it out. All of it.”

She nodded. “Together.”

I kissed her again, a gentle press of our mouths.

“Have you seen Roisin?”

“For a moment. I met Sully.”

I chuckled. “Lucky you.”

“Handsome man.”

I growled. “Not that handsome.”

“He looks like you, but older.”

“Well, he is a decent-looking bloke, I suppose.”

She laughed, little puffs of air against my neck. “Jealous?”

I pulled back, looking down. “I want you to see only me.”

She smiled, looking beautiful and tired at the same time. “I do, Finn. My eyes are always on you when you’re in the room.”

I liked that. More than I should.

There was a discreet knock, and Niall peered in. “Mum wants to see Una before you drag her to the hotel and ravish her.” He grinned. “Her words—not mine.”

I chuckled. “The queen has spoken.”

Una slipped from my arms and stood, swaying a little. I knew she was tired. The trip over was exhausting, no matter how comfortable the plane was. With the time difference, she’d only be able to stay awake a few more hours.

She went ahead of me, and I sent a brief text to Roman.