Chapter110

#Chapter110

Instead, screaming at him, threatening him, it had poked at his anger and that was where the rows had started. And fuck . . . maybe Raven was right. Maybe Adam had been destroying him because towards the end, there hadn't even been any anger. Just . . . fear. He had stopped fighting back, and that . . .

/"Ro?/"

/"Sorry,/" Ronan said softly. /"Was just thinking./"

/"Did it hurt?/"

/"Aww, look at you stealing my lines. How original./"

/"You know us old geezers. Always trying to keep up with you whippersnappers./"

/"Hurry up and eat,/" Ronan said, rolling his eyes. /"And don't forget to put your dentures in before we leave./"

/"Hilarious./"

Ronan managed to clear his plate. Raven had seconds. He knew his birdie well enough to have predicted that and he'd plated up spares in preparation.