“Who says I love him?”
She slammed her elbow into his stomach so hard he could only gasp. And, for the first time, the little bastard grinned.
“I’ll find him someone,” Ailean vowed through gritted teeth, watching as his newest son fell asleep against his mother’s shoulder.
“Think he’ll ever find what we have?” she whispered, her voice sounding drowsy, her body relaxing against his.
Holding his family close to his heart, Ailean whispered back, “We can only hope he’ll be that lucky.”