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“Okay, okay, everyone back up and let your brother breathe,” John instructed, when all three had thrown themselves on top of me—which wouldn’t have been a problem if it wasn’t for the big overgrown blond bastard who had decided to get in on the action. “Jaysus, Gibs, can’t you let them have their moment?” Kav growled, yanking his friend off the top of the pile before helping my sister to her feet. “I swear to god, you’re like a bleeding puppy craving attention.”
🤣🤣🤣
“Anytime, brother.” And that was all that needed to be said between us. He knew it and so did I. The respect he directed toward me was returned in a handshake.
There was something inside of me, an invisible cord of sorts, that went from my chest into his. I felt it every time I laid eyes on him.
“Actually, we decided to name our son after the man who raised the both of us,” I confirmed quietly. “Because, let’s face it, the only man I ever had to show me the way was your husband.”
😫😫
Everyone knows you’ve been miserable all summer without your little sidekick at the garage.”
“I feel like I died this summer without you and I’m only coming back to life now.”
“And because everything I have, everything I am, I owe to you.”
“Is he single?” “You’re not his type.” “What’s his type?” “His girlfriend.”
This girl. Messy as fuck or not, this girl had my unconditional support.
“There’s fifteen grand,” I said calmly. “Four thousand of that is for Aoife’s tuition for Tommen.” I swallowed harshly and looked her parents in the eyes. “Let me do this for her.”
Omgggg yesss
When Aoife joined him at Tommen after Halloween break, it settled something inside the both of them. I wasn’t sure about soul mates, but if they existed, then my nephew’s parents were a prime example. Joey Lynch and Aoife Molloy: both full of flaws and humanly imperfect and yet so undeniably perfect for each other.
