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That was different, he shot back.
The day he’d met Sonny he’d felt as if he’d been hit with a lightning bolt: this was his opportunity to be, for another kid, the kind of man he’d desperately needed in his own life at the same age. A man to encourage his curiosity, to welcome his boisterous side, teach him how to stand up for himself in the playground and to appreciate his mother.
When the day came that Lucinda introduced Sonny to a man in her life, the kid would be smart enough to understand what that meant. And, once that door was opened for Sonny, it could never fully be closed again.
It was his duty to make sure she realised how formative such a moment would be. To make sure, before she did anything she couldn’t take back, that she was sure.
“The real question is,” Fitz intoned, “why hasn’t she nabbed herself a long-term fella? All she’d have to do is snap her fingers. The woman is smoking hot. Hair like a dark-chocolate waterfall. Skin like Italian marble. Those big, brown cow eyes that can see right into the depths of your deeply charred soul.”
“You might want to tone it down.”
“What? The smoking hot thing?” Fitz was clearly on a roll. “I’m not trying it on. It’s an empirical fact. You must be aware that your assistant is as good as it gets. Say it out loud so I know you are a human man: Lucinda Starling is a glorious, gumptious, gorgeous specimen of womanhood.”
Angus took a long, slow sip of his drink, only to find he could no longer taste it.
Fitz tapped a finger against his lips. “No? Too busy drinking? Well, I’ll say it—for a woman like that, every weekend ought to be a dirty weekend.”
Angus turned to Fitz. Everything in him clenched, as if readying to take a swing.
By the glint in Fitz’s eye, he knew it. Hell, he’d have welcomed it. As if it would prove a point. A point Angus had no intention of helping him make.
“Enough,” Angus managed through gritted teeth. “You’re talking about someone’s mother.”
At that, Fitz burst out laughing. He laughed until he had to grip the bar so as not to fall off his stool. “Man, you kill me. I gifted you so many other ways to defend her and that’s
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