Daisy settles next to Declan and leans her shoulder against his again, comfortable with the situation they found themselves in. It was familiar and she missed the hell out of him over the Summer. Skype and FaceTime only did so much.

A small laugh escapes her mouth at what he says in regards to the frogs and shakes her head. “I’m afraid he’s in the middle of a growth spurt. He grew three inches since the start of summer and will probably be eating nonstop for days.”