Chapter 41
A little impatient whine and bark from next to them made them finally separate, chuckling as they wiped their eyes.
“I can see there are some changes,” Francis murmured, and Padraig found himself blushing.
“It’s not—”
“Yes, it is. He’s head over heels for you, and that blush alone tells a story, Paddy. I love you like a brother, and while you might be able to lie to yourself, you can’t lie to me.”
Kaos walked into the kitchen then, having given them time to greet each other. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah, I think we got some of it out of our systems,” Francis told him, then gestured at the items on the table. “I thought pasta?”
“Great, sounds fine to me. Do you want help?”
“No, you go do your thing, and if I need help, I’ll let you know.”
Kaos smiled. “I’ll be upstairs. I have to check on my emails.” Kaos left, with Hestia following him until Padraig called her back.
“She’s lovely,” Francis said. “So is he, by the way. Such a unique soul, that one.”