“Here,” my best friend said, bounding over to Aoife before Shannon had a chance to stand up and snatch him up. “Give your Uncle Johnny a cuddle.” “No fair,” Shannon huffed as she slumped back down on the couch and folded her arms across her chest. “It’s my turn.” “Don’t worry, Shan,” Johnny shot back with a wink, as he swaddled her nephew to his chest with a terrifying amount of confidence. “I’ll cuddle you later.” “Oh shit,” I choked out a laugh. His girlfriend’s cheeks turned as red as apples. “Little Shannon.” I playfully nudged her shoulder with mine. “Sounds kinky.”
