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threw the sheet off and quickly pushed himself up and out of Cian’s reach. He snagged a pair of briefs out of his bag on the way and sashayed off to the bathroom, leaving Cian with a just a glimpse of paradise.
Cian chuckled quietly as he watched him go. “Cheeky bugger.”
    Quinn didn’t take as long to get ready as Cian thought he would, and soon they were on their way to the little café they had spotted the day before.
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UINN loved walking along holding Cian’s hand, and Cian didn’t give any indication he wanted to let go anytime soon.
    When they reached the café, they saw tables set on a small patio at the side of the building and decided to ask if they could sit there. The hostess was accommodating, and they found themselves at a beautiful little table for two, coffee on the way and menus in their hands.
They sat on opposite sides, their feet tangled together, and playfully bantered about what to have for breakfast.
    By the time the waitress came with their coffees, they had decided to share a platter for two that included bacon, sausages, ham, eggs, fried potatoes, and toast. They both asked for milk, and the woman left them with an indulgent smile on her face and a comment about growing boys.
Quinn looked at Cian with dark eyes and a smirk. “She really has no idea.” It was Cian’s turn to blush as he took Quinn’s hand across the table. “Behave yourself. We need to get through breakfast. You’ll need to keep up your strength.”
    Quinn was having a hard time not launching himself across the table at Cian and grinding himself into his lap, so he decided to change the subject. “So, Cian, tell me about you. Do you like working with your grandfather? Did you never want to do anything else?”
    Cian rubbed his thumb over Quinn’s knuckles for a second before answering. “Yeah, well, it’s not something that would ever happen for me, but I used to want to be a vet.” He kept looking at Quinn’s hand, clearly trying to hide his emotions.
    “Why couldn’t it happen for you, Cian? I mean, I know you’re smart enough to do it, and you obviously have a passion for animals.” Quinn could see it was hard for Cian to talk about, and he felt bad for asking, but Cian kept speaking.
    “It’s the money, you see. I don’t have any.”
“But your grandfather—”
Cian just shook his head. “I couldn’t ask him. He’s done so much for me already. And he needs me on the farm, helping him out, so that’s that.”
    Quinn wasn’t quite sure he bought Cian’s excuse, but he let it go for now. But he had a questioning kind of brain, and it definitely wasn’t the end of the subject. “Well I, for one, think you would make an awesome vet. A sexy one too.” He was glad to see that it made Cian smile a little.
    “I think you’re biased a bit, love.”
“Nope. You’re kind, gentle, and you obviously care about animals, and people, a lot.” He squeezed Cian’s fingers and looked up to see the waitress coming toward them with a full tray. “Breakfast is here.” He reluctantly let go of Cian’s hand to make room for the food.
    When they saw all the food on the tray, they looked at each other and then the waitress. Cian spoke first. “Are you sure this is only supposed to feed two people?” Cian was pretty sure there was enough on the tray to feed six.
“Don’t worry if you can’t finish it all, love. We won’t be offended in the least.” She offered more coffee, but they declined until after they were done.
    “Geez, Cian, you’d better get started.”
Cian looked at him with wide eyes. “Me? What about you?”
Quinn grabbed a piece of bacon and put it in his mouth, then moaned at how good it was. “Okay, the bacon’s all mine. You can have the rest.”
    Both laughed and started eating. They chatted through the rest of the meal, content to stick to lighter subjects. They watched people passing by, totally unaware of the lovely picture they made, Quinn’s blond head next to Cian’s dark