Diarmuid’s gaze was as fiery as it was direct, and it felt like his eyes would bore a hole through her.
She quickly wrapped her hands around his neck in turn, saying shyly, “Don’t look.”
Diarmuid simply arched his back and picked her up, kissing her and walking to the bed.
As he put her down, he moved on top of her, and she was lost in it soon enough…
Abigail ended up oversleeping.
She had still been sleeping even though the sun was high above, and Diarmuid did not wake her up.
She was wide awake when she glanced at the clock to find that it was past nine, and she hurried out of bed.
They were away from home, and Mrs. Watson would definitely be overwhelmed with two children.
She quickly washed up and got dressed, left the room, and found Diarmuid playing with Baby.
She glanced around and heaved a sigh of relief when she saw no one around before complaining, “Why didn’t you wake me?
We’re away from home, it’s not good-”
Diarmuid turned to look at her, but he stayed silent.
Abigail had more to say, though she soon noticed that he was not looking at her and turned in confusion… to find Zachary standing behind her.
Her expression stiffened.
Zachary stared at her and asked, “So what if you’re not home? What’s bad about it?”
Abigail stammered. “N-Nothing…”
Zachary’s eyes caught the hickey on her neck, and he raised a brow.
He understood everything but feigned ignorance. “Then why are you getting so nervous about nothing? You’re stammering too, like you were caught in the act for doing something naughty.”
Abigail feigned composure and retorted, “What are you talking about?”
“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” Zachary replied. “Just look at your face. It’s as red as a beet.”
“You really have a lot of time on your hands, don’t you?” Diarmuid walked over to them and gave Zachary a stare. “Could you shut it?”
Zachary was speechless for a moment, but he cleared his throat. “I’m just jealous.”
It was first Abigail and Diarmuid, and then James and Erin-everyone got to find their better halves and happy endings.
Only he never got what he wanted…
It was not quite right since he has a daughter now, but it was still a shame that his daughter was motherless.
“Stan’s worse off than you are,” Diarmuid suddenly said.
Zachary laughed right then, “True.”
Since he had a kid while Stan was still single, childless, and suffering from Diarmuid’s bullying every day-in that respect, Zachary fared well, and Stan was way more tragic!
Abigail was left a little puzzled. “What are you on about?”
Zachary instead told her, “You should change into something else.”
Abigail was speechless-what was wrong with her clothes?
She turned toward Diarmuid, giving a look to ask as much.
Diarmuid told her, “It’s fine.”
They were legitimate spouses, and it made perfect sense to be normal, no?
There was nothing unseemly or that needed to be hidden.
“Get ready. We’re leaving this afternoon,” Diarmuid said then.
“Everything’s arranged?” Abigail asked.
“Yeah.”
“I’ll go pack up,” Abigail replied.
Diarmuid then called James to tell him that they were leaving, and that he should prepare if he was leaving too.
At the same time, Abigail returned to her room to pack their bags when she remembered that Zachary was staring at her neck.
She headed inside the washroom and blushed when she saw the hickeys on her neck.
She was certainly vexed that Diarmuid never held back. How embarrassing was it that someone saw that?!
It was only then that she realized what Diarmuid and Zachary were talking about, and she rummaged through her clothes.
There were no turtlenecks, however, so she simply wrapped a scarf around her neck.
They left punctually in the afternoon, and it was quite an entertaining trip back-Tommy was clinging so much to Erin that even
James had to keep his distance even though they were newlyweds.
Poking Tommy on the shoulder, he said, “She’s my wife, y’know.”
“But she’s my aunt, y’know?” Tommy retorted, blinking his large eyes at him. “We’re closer.”
While James was left speechless, Tommy turned toward Erin and asked confidently, “Aunt Erin, who do you love more-me or him?”
James was staring at Erin, but she avoided his gaze and smiled in reply.” Of course it’s you, Tommy.”
“See?” Tommy grinned smugly at James, while leaning against Erin’s shoulder. “You can stay in my room when we get home,
Aunt Erin.”
Erin nodded. “Okay. I’ll read you bedtime stories too.”
“Hello? Where do you think you’re sleeping? You have to follow me home.” James could roll his eyes right then-did she really pretend he did not exist?
Tommy held tightly onto Erin’s arm in turn. “She’s my aunt. Get your own aunt if you want.”
Everyone was left silent right then!
Then, everyone burst into laughter!
Tommy was confused-why was everyone laughing?
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