Kiernan looked down at Louis when the boy started to pet him, feeling a little confused. "My daughter's sick," he said. "I spent the night in America keeping her company."
He sat in his chair, rubbing the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes. "I'm fairly certain massages aren't in your job description, but thank you."
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