Aiden Taylor was a shrewd man, especially since the person standing in front of him was his son, whom he had watched grow up. How could he not see through his son's thoughts?
"You know what I'm talking about." He was sharp, but his son wasn't a fool either—the earlier conversation must have clued his son in.
"How could I know what you're talking about? You didn't give me the slightest hint." Ryan Taylor continued to feign ignorance with his dad. One person was his good buddy, the other his sister. He couldn't betray them both.
Even though what they were doing was inappropriate, they were both adults and should be responsible for their actions.
If Aiden Taylor had any doubts before, now he was two hundred percent certain that Ryan was aware of the situation.
He never intended to give up on understanding the situation from his son, and now he was even more resolute. He grabbed his son by the hand and headed towards the living room.
