So either Tadhg's vision had gotten worse (which was possible, considering everything) or he was ignoring the baby-bump and the whole ... water-retention thing. Still, he looked great and then suddenly he was holding her. What else was she supposed to do but melt against him, bringing one hand up to the back of his neck to stroke slowly?
She let out a shaky breath and closed her eyes with a frown. This was ... not what she had been expecting to happen. Either he was coming to laugh in her face about the whole Waldo situation or he was here to tell her he was getting married.
"You've got really fuckin' bad timing," she muttered against his broad shoulder. "You know that, right?"
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