Seona’s POV
Mark and I danced around each other for the rest of the night, neither of us mentioning how I curled up on his floor with him and held him.
The next day, I finally get to meet Mackenzie, Mark taking me down into the kitchen early the next morning where the woman was already elbow deep in flour, singing loudly along with the radio that was plugged in the corner of the room.
Beside her in a highchair was a little boy who was munching on a cookie, his tray full of toys, laughing as the woman danced around him so she could pick up some walnuts that were sitting in a bag just out of his reach.
‘These are going to be the best cupcakes ever Maxie’ she calls out to him, pressing a kiss to the top of his head as he grins. ‘Mama is going to make her fortune with these and then we’ll j……
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