Lachlan's face softened at that and he smiled wearily. "You know, I bet they did. Hell, you were eleven."
He laughed at the memory though and nodded, "so true. And he had to reassure us about thirty rimes that it was okay. And how often did he have to tell us it was okay to just eat anything out of the fridge. You know I still catch myself worrying about that sometimes with Ciaran?"
At that, Lachlan's phone dinged and he pulled it out, smiling when he saw a text from Ciaran. "Speak of the devil." He opened the text and then chuckled and showed it to Iain. It said, Thinking of u and loving u. Have u eating dinner? Eat dinner!' "It's like he knows me."