Charlie didn’t do kids. Not hands on, getting smudged with mashed vegetables. Abby chuckled. ‘What’s funny?’ Kieran slid another glass of wine in front of her and sat down beside her. Close beside her. Too close, yet not close enough. ‘The thought of Charlie in her designer suit down on her knees, washing those two scallywags.’ Kieran’s eyes glittered, fine crinkles bunching at their corners. ‘Shame on you when she’s helping out.’ Now, that was a surprise. ‘What did you promise her? It must have been something big and expensive.’ ‘A little charm goes a long way.’ A knot formed in Abby’s stomach. He had truckloads of charm. Look where it had got her. The lilting voice that melted her bones. His warm smile filled with promise. She hadn’t been able to resist him. If she wasn’t careful, she might find she still couldn’t. ‘Thank you, whatever it cost.’ She could get used to someone taking charge of her life. Someone like Kieran. ‘Let’s take these next door and have dinner.’ Kieran tapped the side of his beer bottle to her glass.
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