Bruno grinned at Charlotte. "My father is Walden Macnair. You're lucky I'll eat the pork chops." He pointed out as he took a seat at the table, picking up a fork.
"I'm happy to be home. I've missed you more." Bruno promised her, taking a bite of her potatoes. He hummed softly. "Fuck. These are good. I've missed home cooked meals."
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