Finn rubs a hand over his face.
“And some blackmail,” I add.
Finn’s eyes flicker with something that looks suspiciously like joy.
“I’ll take that one,” he says, voice low.
“I know.”
Chapter 107
HALLIE
Ilet out a yawn as I leave the hospital.
As the doors open, I hear the engine revving.
I know that beautiful sound anywhere.
I glance up and smile as Conan waves from inside his McLaren.
Before I even hit the sidewalk, he’s getting out of the car and striding toward me. I let out an excited yelp as he scoops me up and kisses me.
“Good shift?” he whispers, lips brushing my cheek.
“Yeah. So tired, though. This whole working-while-pregnant thing is tough. And I’ve not even hit the worst bit yet.”
“Have you been feeling sick today?”
I kiss him again.
He’s so damn cute when he’s worried.
“Only a little bit after lunch. I’m fine.”
His eyes search mine, and he sets me gently back on my feet.
“What can I do to help?”
“Nothing more than you already are.” I sigh, leaning into him. “Can we watch a movie tonight? Get some popcorn?”
He shakes his head slowly, that mischief glinting behind his eyes.
“I have something else planned.”
I narrow my eyes at him.
He grabs my hand, lacing our fingers together, and leads me to the car, opening the passenger door with a flourish.
We hit the road, and Conan taps his fingers against the wheel, humming under his breath.
“Where are we going?” I ask.
“To my lair.”
I roll my eyes.
“I’ve already seen that.”