Well, it wasn't as if they'd not have other chances to kiss and more. Cathair's mind was already fast forwarding to Tuesday when she and Amy would be staying there. After the girls were asleep, then they could steal some time for themselves.
Cathair scoffed a bit. "Perfectly reasonable requests," he joked. "I've been through this before. Liadian had six older brothers. If they couldn't scare me off, your brother has little chance of it." Really, his concern was perfectly understandable.
He gave Becky a bit of a squeeze. "It is nice," he agreed. "I realized it. Sleeping alone is the bit that gets to me." Saints, above he hated that. Had made him into a bit of an insomniac, usually needing a shot or two of whisky before he could settle down to sleep at all. And in the context, that sounded horrible. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that," he corrected himself. All right, letting her leave was just reminding him of how bloody lonely he was. That they both were, really.