Catherine rolled her eyes but smiled. Yes, they'd just have a bigger stash. "Oh aye, of course. And we'll tuck them in every night. But they have to sing us to sleep instead of the other way 'round." But she didn't want to talk about records or tell him how there likely wouldn't be a secondary room anyway, depending on how it worked. They all lived in trailers after all.
She couldn't help the sound she made when he squeezed her. Right, okay. They were definitely starting something that they shouldn't be. Catherine grinned when he pulled away to speak. She shifted to straddle his hips, laying down on top of him in a way that wouldn't put pressure on the wound. It was all very calculated. "Tell me about all these things you want to do. In detail."