Leo smiled. ‘No, I’m not just saying that. Now, can we get out of here and go home?’
‘Yes, please.’ Angel stood up and let Leo help her into her coat. The Irish early autumn weather was making itself felt, with rain starting to spatter and grey clouds rolling overhead when they walked outside.
Angel tugged on Leo’s hand and pointed over to where the gothic abbey sat. She glanced at him shyly, and Leo felt his heart expand so much he nearly couldn’t contain it.
‘When I was at school here I used to imagine that a handsome prince would come and rescue me and take me home.’
Leo turned Angel to face him and wrapped his coat around her, pulling her in close. Her head was tipped back and he could feel the burgeoning swell of her belly digging into him. Their baby. They were a family now.
Leo’s voice was husky. ‘Well, if you don’t mind your prince coming a little late, and still kicking the clay off his feet, I’d like to rescue you and take you home.’
Angel smiled tremulously. ‘I wouldn’t settle for anyone else.’