She smiled and pointed. “My pancakes are burning. You don’t want to have to start over.”
He pulled the first pancakes off the pan and poured more. “What do you do for fun?”
“I don’t know. I don’t go out much. I’m kind of a homebody. I like to watch cheesy horror movies. I’ve never had many hobbies because I have my art. I love it and I’m lucky enough to get paid to do it.”
Connor plopped pancakes onto the other plate. She had no political aspirations. Homebody was an understatement. Where most of the Cavanaghs clamored for the spotlight, Fiona clung to the shadows.
“How about you?” she asked as she hopped off the counter.
“My time is filled with work for money and work on this house. Any down time I have, I read. I already told you that. And I go to Dermott’s to watch the games.”
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