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If he wanted s like that

I bit down on nothing and screwedout the last of the cli his own sounds

Thank fuck it was a late flight andthe time to sleep

There was no way I could walk out of here and look…unfucked

“You’re not wearing the gloves I gave you,” Shan noted with a pinch between his brows “Aren’t you cold?”

Road salt crunched under my shoes, and I pulled up reeted us with sleet last night, and this late led with rain “Fucking freezing But if I wear the gloves, they’ll hide that other thing you gave me” AKA, my new ti as hell, a perfect birthday present, but it was the inscription on the back that et a look at it

I could ad it

And so, tiain Love, Shan

I would literally murder to keep this watch safe

Not to mention suffer cold hands in the windy, brutal Irish winter

Shannon wasn’t too pleased withcame into view Our car service had dropped us outside a store so we could pick up some essentials, and then it was only a few minutes’ walk to the town center

Killarney here our souls belonged A sin, tales of ourdown the cobblestone streets, and well-preserved buildings that were hundreds of years old The little stone house Finnegan had bought was one of theuest roo family members

I wanted to squeeze Shan’s hand and say that maybe we could stay at my house next time, but… One, we had too much family around for me to be able to hold his hand in public, and two, I had no way of knohen he’d be ready to make our relationship official to others

It didn’t make any sense for us to stay there now either It would look weird The house randparents had left for Luna and reen hills and sheep for neighbors Finnegan bringing us all together in Killarney to celebrate Christmas obviously meant he wanted us nearby, especially his own dad

Several cars were parked outside the house

E out the dead flowers fro them with spruce-like shrubs and red bows A Christ on the door too, and there were din above the door that read “Anno 1813” had been repainted black to stand out better against the old stone façade