He grinned back, moving his hand from Ronan's hair to his cheek, stroking along the skin there. "I know you are. Have I mentioned lately how much I love that you come here so often?" He grinned, and leaned in for a kiss.
"I'd like that. I promise I won't call too often, or to ask what you want for dinner." He grinned cheekily, already feeling much better than he had since Jamie's owl. The worry hadn't receded completely, but he was able to function through it now.
He nodded, and captured Ronan's hand to press a kiss to his knuckles. "That sounds fantastic." Bob had perked up at the mention of his name, and was giving them both a doggy grin. "I think Bob agrees. He doesn't get to share the wine though."