Chapter 18

“Looks like he really wants you to stay.”

Kieran tackled the excited dog. “You want me to stay? Come on, Faulkner, wag your tail if you want Liam to cook me a nice supper.”

Liam laughed and his heart fluttered with joy and excitement. “Well, do you like burgers?”

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Dinner over, Liam cleaned up the kitchen, while in the backyard, Kieran played with the dog, throwing a stick around.

Kieran and Liam had had a wonderful time during dinner. The conversation had been easy between them. Kieran had eaten fast and asked for seconds on everything. Kieran had an appetite for food, information, lifethat Liam was drawn to.

Now, cup of black coffee in hand, Liam went to stand in the patio doorway and watched the dog and Kieran run around in circles. He slid the door open. The first raindrop snapped his skin, heavy and warm. He set the cup down. “Okay, Kieran, come back inside before the storm hits.”