Chapter 40
Ally whimpered. Both men dropped the rising sense of contention and leaned toward the woman, Eoin gently picking her hand up.
'Eo-in?'
Ally's eyes fluttered and he leaned closer, switching hands so to stroke her face gently.
'Love?'
She gave a shuddering inhalation then turned her head, beautiful eyes opening and peered at him.
'We're okay?'
He was on his feet, an arm beneath her upper body as he hugged her close, trying to be gentle but wanting to hold her so very tight in that moment.
'You're both fine,' Cato said in a dry tone. Eoin pulled back from Ally, still propping her up, so she could see her father.
'Papa!'
Face softening with a genuine smile, Cato came to kiss his daughter on the forehead. She gave a happy sigh and leaned against Eoin, eyes half closed in exhaustion.
'Do we know what it was?' she asked Eoin, her hand gently squeezing his.