Now that she'd managed to calm herself down a bit, Meghan held out her left hand, looking at Percy expectantly.
"She wants you ta put it on," Caine informed him quite seriously, grimacing and wiping away the remnants of his mother's kisses. He was gettin' too old for that. Really. He was four and three quarters. That was almost five.
"What sort of bribery?" Meghan asked, raising an eyebrow, though really she could hardly get upset with him about anything right now.