"Absolutely," he agreed, smoothing his hand over the top of Adam's head when he felt his grip lighten up. How many times had he wanted to stroke Adam's hair like this? Too many. He had lost count over the years.
"Tired?" he asked, combing his fingers through that hair, brushing it this way and that. It was getting late, and having to talk to Declan was always exhausting. Between that and confessing to Adam, Ronan was quite tired himself, and perhaps a little hungry.
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"Tired?" he asked, combing his fingers through that hair, brushing it this way and that. It was getting late, and having to talk to Declan was always exhausting. Between that and confessing to Adam, Ronan was quite tired himself, and perhaps a little hungry.