Only You
"If her cooking is any good, she can come round anytime she likes."
"There's just one more thing," I paused, the heavy weight of my omission settling in my gut. I lowered my voice slightly, looking around the circle of men I trusted with my life. "She doesn't know about Laila or Rosie yet. So please, I am begging you, keep your gobs shut and don't say anything to ruin it. I am going to tell her myself, I promise. I just haven't had a proper chance to sit her down yet."
A collective grimace passed through the crew. They all knew the hell I’d been through over the last eighteen months.