Chapter 41-03
"Birdie boy?"
"Yeah, Ro?" They'd exited into the lobby and Ronan was swinging their joined hands while Raven locked up.
"You were so wrong, birdie."
Pausing, a thick black eyebrow lifting, a smirk tugged his lips. "I ain't never wrong. I'm Alaways-right-man. Makes taking left turns a pain in the ass, but still means I'm all right."
Ronan blinked. "Huh?"
"Never mind, babes." He pocketed the keys. "What was I wrong about?"
"You said you'd not be a good Daddy, birdie. You're wrong. You're a nice Daddy. The best Daddy. You not shouty like Da-- like Ad-dumb. And you do Just Dance with your Wo-Wo and give me yummy jumpy drinks even though Angie sayed no."
"Energy drinks and baby boys are hilarious," Raven smirked but it faded. "I know you think I'd make a good Daddy, babes,
