But as it turned out, it was quite a bit of fun. Rowan felt as if he were a child himself. There was a joy—a giddiness inside him that he hadn’t felt in years. Of course, kissing Olivia had made him quite giddy, as well. So much so he was actually considering giving up his bachelor lifestyle and settling down with the woman. They did have a child together, after all, even though they hadn’t raised him together thus far. Rowan’s thoughts shifted to his friend Arrington and the night he and his friends had made the pact to stay bachelors for all eternity. Hadn’t he been the one to make the suggestion in the first place? The one to make the declaration that they’d never take wives the rest of their lives? Damn! “It’s your turn, Mr. Findley!” Marcus ran up the snow bank, dragging the wooden sled behind him. His cheeks and nose were rosy red, and his brown eyes sparkled with amusement. Rowan’s heartstrings tugged looking at this boy–his son. What had he missed out on all these years?
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