After a while, Ryan could no longer suppress his curiosity. He quietly leaned against the window and peered into the living room.
Mom was smiling.
That man was smiling too.
They sat on the sofa with a coffee table between them, but the atmosphere looked good, just like the moms and dads of ordinary families on TV. Ryan saw Mom get up and pour the man a glass of water. When the man took it, he said something that made Mom laugh again.
The corners of Ryan's mouth lifted too. He loved this sight so much.
Just as Ryan was watching, absorbed, Lucian suddenly turned his head in the living room, his gaze landing squarely on the window.
The boy startled and instinctively tried to duck back.
But Lucian had already waved him over, his smile gentle, with no intention of blaming him for peeking. Ryan hesitated for two seconds, then opened the door and walked into the living room. He stood beside the coffee table, looking back and forth between Mom and Dad.
"Did you two make up?"
Ryan's voice held a cautious, tentative note, along with a little anticipation he could not hide.
Lucian looked at this miniature Homelander with limitless potential before him, his smile growing even more fatherly. "Of course. What happened back then was all a misunderstanding. Your mom and I have talked it out."
He reached out and naturally took Ryan by the arm.
"Ryan, do you want to go out with Daddy for a few days?"
Ryan's eyes lit up. He had never left this yard in his life, and the outside world held an irresistible allure for him. Besides, he would be with Dad.
But he immediately remembered something and cautiously turned to look at Becca.
"Your mom agrees, of course." Lucian