#Chapter41
/"Birdie boy?/"
/"Yeah, Ro?/" They'd exited into the lobby and Ronan was swinging their joined hands while Raven locked up.
/"You were so wrong, birdie./"
Pausing, a thick black eyebrow lifting, a smirk tugged his lips. /"I ain't never wrong. I'm Alaways-right-man. Makes taking left turns a pain in the ass, but still means I'm all right./"
Ronan blinked. /"Huh?/"
/"Never mind, babes./" He pocketed the keys. /"What was I wrong about?/"
/"You said you'd not be a good Daddy, birdie. You're wrong. You're a nice Daddy. The best Daddy. You not shouty like Da-- like Ad-dumb. And you do Just Dance with your Wo-Wo and give me yummy jumpy drinks even though Angie sayed no./"
