"Maybe. I just don't want to mother him if he doesn't want to be mothered," she said with a small smile. "Or rather smothered. I could ask Jamie first, see what he thinks. Dylan's his best friend, he should know him better than me."
She kissed Harry again lovingly. "Well, no, but I'm still grateful you came with me," At the mention of leaving her behind, she narrowed her eyes and nipped at his lip. "You wouldn't get rid of me this time anyway. I'm bossier this time around and you'd soon know about it if you tried."
"Oh Harry," She sighed. "Why is this happening again? And why our family? I want our children to be safe, not lurching from danger to danger."