“I know,” I say with a nod. “Good thing your son loves them.” Connor and Ryke turn to Lo. Gauging his reaction. And Lo is narrowing his sharp-edged eyes at me, and very dryly, he says, “Does he?” Maximoff pipes in, “I really fucking do.” An amused smile breaks across my face. Fuck, I can’t believe he admitted that in front of me. And Lo laughs, a real laugh, all before passing the questionnaire to his brother. Ryke reads the paper in silence.
