nue, the massive construction site of the new Morgan commercial complex loomed, a stark steel-and-glass r

ook what the r

made the hair on the bac

rned a

white cashmere coat and holding a Birkin bag. She looke

dly, ensuring the people in line heard her. "Do you still

nor, shielding him from Taryn's view. She didn'

ored. She stepped closer, her eyes darting t

u," Taryn hissed. "Does he know his mother

d react, Connor l

l feet firmly on the pavement. He threw his arms

oice ringing clear across the plaza. "You're a mean, ugly wit

in the crow

r outrage. Her face contorte

ond on her finger catching the sunlig

throwing herself for

slap nev

rom the crowd, wrapping around Tar

ntum sto

black tailored overcoat. His face wa

ist with a look of utter disgust. Taryn stum

ubbing her wrist. "That

't even lo

ere locked enti

clenched, glaring up at the giant

boy. His breath hi

wenty-five years ago. The stubborn set of the jaw, t

ght through his heart. It defied all logic. He ha

yle felt an overwhelming,

oyle slowly crouched down until

ard into a rare, genuine smirk. "You've g

d Connor by the shoulders and yanked him back again

. He looked at Erika,

nd nearby. He pulled out a black Amex card and pointed to the large

ld the glittering ice

Erika froze, her mi