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Astrid’s POVThe nanny’s eyes widened as she watched Ryker eat, and I could see the surprise clearly written on her face. She leaned forward, her gaze shifting from Ryker to me, as if she couldn’t quite believe what she was seeing.“I... I can’t believe it,” she whispered, her voice tinged with awe. “You actually got it right.”I offered her a tentative smile, my eyes still focused on Ryker. “I just wanted to make sure he had something he liked,” I said softly. “I know how particular he is.”She shook her head, a look of wonder crossing her features. “Particular doesn’t even begin to cover it,” she replied with a gentle laugh. “It’s almost impossible to get it right with him on the first try. It took me months just to figure out his preferences. Even now, I still make mistakes before I manage to cook the right pancake for him. I was so frustrated, I nearly quit my job as his nanny because of it.” She paused, her eyes softening as they met mine. “But you did it.”Her compliment war
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Killian stepped forward, his presence a steadying force in the room. “Hey, buddy,” he said, his voice unusually soft, almost gentle. “I know yesterday didn’t go the way we planned.”Ryker’s eyes shifted to him, his expression still clouded. Killian knelt down beside him, making sure he was at Ryker’s eye level. “It was supposed to be a special day for you — your birthday — but things got a little... messy. And I’m really sorry about that.”Ryker tilted his head, his fingers still toying with the edge of his notepad. He was listening, but I could tell he was waiting for more.Killian’s face softened, and for a moment, the guarded mask he usually wore was gone. “I promise we’ll make it up to you. We’ll do whatever you want — just you and me. How does that sound?”Ryker’s eyes lit up, if only for a second. He scribbled quickly on his notepad before holding it up. “Anything?”Killian’s lips curled into a small smile, a glimmer of relief in his eyes. “Anything,” he confirmed. “Just name i
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