A child's voice answered the knock on the door.
"Who's there?" He asked.
"It's me, I brought you something," Cordelia replied, wondering why only Callum was at home.
"Hold on."
Concerned about Callum, Cordelia nervously waited outside the door.
Callum scurried to the bathroom door and knocked. "Dad, big sister's here. Are you done yet?"
Ronan, in the midst of showering, froze. “She's here?”
"Just a moment, I'll be right there."
"Dad, you gotta turn on the charm," Callum said.
After exiting the bathroom, Ronan told Callum, "Go to bed."
Callum made an OK sign with his hand. "I know you're trying to woo her. You have to do it before Harold does. I believe in you! Go for it!"
"Cheeky boy."
In no time, Ronan was at the door, opening it for Cordelia.
Standing before Cordelia was a dashing figure, clad only in a towel around his waist, looking incredibly handsome and enticing.
"Come in," Ronan said, towel-drying his hair.
"Where's Callum? He answered the door just now," Cordelia looked around for Callum. She was disappointed when she couldn't find him.
"He's asleep. I was showering and didn't hear the door."
Cordelia placed the toy car she brought for Callum on the table, not daring to look directly at Ronan. "This is from Brooklyn for Callum. I just brought it over."
"Why deliver it at night?" Ronan asked casually.
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