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.”

Alessia tossed the

his bag,

right,

My

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

striding ahead while

is the younger Tate!” Eddie was

gave him a

remember you,” York said, pointing at Eddie with the blunt confidence only a kid could muster–a

You can just call me

anything else, but it was

1/2

14:421

morning, Ivan,” Eddie said, crouching down

week, Ivan no longer shrank away

a little nervous.

already? I picked up a few new

dim again. He handed

a book, its spine taped

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