“I want to go to the park!” Liam exclaimed when we finished our breakfast. My mother looked over at him."I thought you wanted to see the horses.""I want to do both," he grinned, looking up at her, and Mom nodded. He dashed out of the kitchen and returned a few minutes later, proudly showing us his new football."Tyrian gave this to me, and I want to play at the park," he boasted, and I smiled softly at him. Indeed, he was an amazing kid; he had even managed to get Dad to smile and buy him presents.“Honey, could you take him? I'm busy today,” Mom said, and I nodded.“I’ll go too.” A deep, familiar voice spoke from the doorway. I turned to see him standing there in dark jeans and a fitted shirt, no tailored suit. He looked younger, carefree, and incredibly gorgeous. I looked away immediately as his eyes met mine, memories of what had happened replaying in my head.Mom’s smile grew. “Perfect.”Liam walked between us as we headed to the park, and Ronan hadn’t said a word. I observed t
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