Page 76 of Finn's Solace

The thought was enough to make me shudder, and I shook the what-ifs off as I joined Finn in the kitchen.

"Oh, Papa invited us over for dinner. Dada and Dadi are visiting, so it's going to be a big meal. Penny and Dean are portaling in for the night too."

I'd talked to Finn's grandparents—Jai's parents—on video call before, but this was the first time I'd be meeting them. While Finn's grandpa was the quiet type, his grandma was a delightful woman. She'd offered to teach me Hindi when I'd told her about my wish to learn, proudly telling me how shewould be happy to teach 'another grandkid.' How could I have said no to that?

"A full house? Awesome! Are we taking Greta?"

Greta, who'd been sitting on the counter watching us, stood up on her hind legs, making me chuckle.

"Are you seriously threatening us? About this?"

She hissed, making me snort, and I gave up. "Fine, you can come. But don't come crying to me when Padfoot chases you all over the house."

She gave me a look that I translated to "As if that would ever happen," and I shook my head because ithadhappened before, more than once.

After a filling lunch, Finn and I retreated to our bedroom, locking Greta out. It'd been a long week, and we'd barely had any real time with each other.

We spent the afternoon in bed, touching, kissing, making love, and reacquainting ourselves with each other. Some days, all I wanted to do was lock ourselves in and spend the day worshipping Finn, giving him pleasure the likes of which he'd never felt before.

The only reason I'd never tried it before was I was afraid his family and the whole damned Mistvale clan would break down the door and come in if we went no-contact for a whole damned day.

Never having had a family that cared so much, I liked how nosey they were, but I knew it drove Finn crazy sometimes. I supposed I would feel the same once the shine wore off in afew years, but until then, I intended to enjoy all that love and attention.

Once it was time for dinner, we showered together, got dressed, then made our way to Finn's dads' place with Greta in tow. The last time we'd talked, Raphael had mentioned he was in talks with the adoption agency to adopt a kid in his early teens who might be an incubus, and I knew Finn was hoping for some updates. So was I.

The dinner with the whole family was a loud, boisterous event, especially once Raphael announced their application had been accepted and the family would be growing by one. Finn and his siblings were delighted by the idea of having another sibling, and I loved seeing Finn's eyes sparkle with joy.

We stayed so long we ended up spending the night in Finn's old room, which his dads had turned into a guest room but would soon be the new kid's bedroom.

I pulled Finn close, and he buried his face into my chest, his hand sliding under my t-shirt to rest against my heart. He'd been doing a lot better sleep-wise recently, and while there would always be some bad nights, I thought we'd gotten through the worst of them. I knew there was a possibility the nightmares and anxiety would return every time something big happened in our lives, but whenever that happened, I would be there to love and support Finn, to take care of him.

"I love you, my dhal," he murmured sleepily, making me smile.

I pressed a kiss into his hair, then breathed him in as I closed my eyes. "I love you too, Gin. Sweet dreams."