Deirdre listened to Kyran panting under his breath and laced her fingers with his to comfort him. Casting her eyes to the floor, she asked, “Mr. King, do you know why he drank that much?”

Declan stiffened for a second and flashed her a smile. “I could answer you on other days, but this time, believe me… I have not the slightest clue. Maybe it was work. Maybe he had a bad day. I actually thought you would know better since you’re his significant other.”

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