"Now. I promised you sunshine today, and in spite of the odds, Wales listened. Or perhaps Hywel caught a whiff of it, who knows with him. Eat something and then join me outside." "You're a bit managing," I pointed out. Conall laughed again, rising from the bed and shrugging. "Most don't notice. But yes. And on that note…" He trailed off, eyes taking another languid study of me, smile sharpening. "Don't dress. It's warm out, and you won't want it for what I have planned."
