"Even though I have the desire, I don't have the courage," Lucas mumbled. "Look at his build! I could be dead in his bed."
Hearing that, Kylie waved her fist at him, and Lucas escaped into the kitchen at once.
She snorted with laughter, then ran to hug Ethan's neck. "This handsome gentleman, where are you going for a date?"
Ethan seemed displeased. "Why did you run to me?"
"I didn't!" Kylie's body was hanging on him. "Relax, your son is strong enough. You didn't knock him out last night, and it's nothing that I just ran a little."
Ethan's eyes turned tender. He pinched her cheek and said, "You cunning little girl."
Kylie got rid of his hand and kissed his angular jaw. "Tell me, where are you going?"
"To attend an event." His voice was slow and gentle.
"Don't you need to bring a lady with you?" Kylie asked him.
"I can bring one," Ethan said.
