Ronan POV

“There is someone I want you to meet.”

I gritted my teeth. I knew it was only a matter of time; Flora hadn't told me about her boyfriend, but I assumed she would sooner or later. The thought alone made every protective instinct rise.

“Who?” I asked even though I already knew.

“My boyfriend.”

I stared at her.

“You have a boyfriend?”

She rolled her eyes. "Don't act dumb. I know Josie or Grandma told you about it." 

They did, but I wasn't going to rat out my sources, so I didn't confirm.

“How long?”

“A few months.”

“Why hasn't he been introduced formally to us?” I gasped...