Chuckling, she took a seat on the same table that Rosa and David were already sitting on.

Callan pulled Orla closer, staring into her eyes. He looked around and whispered. "Is this alright? I am sorry I should have thought about this before going on with the plan."

Orla smiled, slacking her hand away from his.

"What?"

"She," he made a chasm with his mouth. "Will you be comfortable having her around?" He asked.

"Let's see." Orla left his side to join them at the table. She pulled out a chair, sat on it and waited for her husband to fill the empty chair that was beside her. "I am...