Chapter 162

“I’m going to be six–foot–two when I grow up!” the little guy shouted.

Alessia tried not to laugh. “All right, keep at it.”

Noticing Alessia didn’t believe him, York was ready to argue, but she didn’t give him

the chance.

“I’m taking him to an art class today–it’ll be all day, so I don’t have time to hang out. You should head home for now and come back tomorrow.”

“I want to go too,” York said without hesitation.

“It’ll be boring. You won’t be able to sit still.”

“I can too!”

The two locked eyes, neither willing to back down.

York puffed up his cheeks, wearing the classic look of “If you don’t take me, I’ll start making a scene.”

do you think?” Alessia tossed the

his bag, nodded

right, let’s go

My

trying to be helpful by reaching for Ivan’s bag, but Ivan pulled it away. After the last time, York knew better than to force it, so he gave up and instead grabbed

didn’t interfere, striding ahead while the two kids and

younger Tate!” Eddie was already waiting downstairs, holding open the

him

you,” York said, pointing at Eddie with the blunt confidence only a kid

You can just call me Eddie.

entirely unthreatening. York didn’t say anything else, but it was

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said, crouching down to

Ivan no longer shrank away from him. He stepped forward,

a little nervous.

“What’s up? Finished your book already? I picked up a few

only to dim again. He handed Eddie one of

bag. Inside was a book, its spine taped and pages carefully mended, along with a

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