A quick knock on the door was followed by Sean’s voice. “You okay?”
“Yeah. I’ll be right out.” She tugged her pants on. So much for a quick escape.
“Hurry up. Tommy’s cooking breakfast, and if we’re not quick, Norah will eat it all.”
Emma paused, not sure how to respond. Her immediate instinct was to tell him to go on without her, but then she realized he’d invited her to eat with his family. Weird. She opened the door to find him practically bouncing on his toes. He was shirtless and his jeans were open. She scanned him, seeing a couple more tattoos she hadn’t noticed last night. “What’s the big deal about breakfast?”
“Tommy doesn’t cook often. None of us do, but when he does, his crêpes are fantastic. Come on.” He reached out and grabbed her hand.
Emma snickered at Sean saying crepe
