Axle's POV
Liam's words rang in my ears like a tiny bell clanging against steel… sharp, echoing, impossible to ignore.
"Did you kiss her too?"
The child didn't know the fire he was playing with.
I cleared my throat and forced a chuckle. "You've got quite the imagination, little man," I said.
But I couldn't look at Narda. Not yet.
Instead, I patted Liam's back and said, "If you really want to get to school early and impress your teacher today, you need to eat first. So, come on… let's focus on breakfast."
That did the trick. His eyes lit up like I'd handed him a treasure.
"Okay!" he chirped, grabbing my hand. "Let's go!"
He tugged me toward the dining room, skipping on his toes with the exuberance only children could conjure before 8 a.m. I followed, my heart still hammering agains
