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Then I curled myself around her so we were spooning. Without releasing her, I crawled onto my big bed, turning her back to my front before laying us down. Scooping her into my arms, I walked directly into my bedroom. “And you feel guilty that her daughter wants you to replace her?” I guessed.Īva nodded and sniffled, giving me a pang in my heart. She was my best friend,” she said softly. “One of the few good things my brother has done was to bring Carrie into my life. It only took a moment's hesitation before she slid her palm against mine and allowed me to pull her into my body and wrap my arms around her. She still looked shell-shocked, but her eyes were soft and swimming with unshed tears. After we left the room, I shut the door, then glanced at Ava. When I stood and headed for the door, Ava followed close behind. She nodded and yawned as I placed a kiss on her forehead.

I leaned down until my mouth was right by Cassidy’s ear and whispered, “Working on it. “To the moon and back, Cassie-bear,” Ava said from where she sat at Cassidy’s feet.Īva gasped, and I fought back a smile. “Love you,” I murmured with a tender smile. “We have to give the monkeys a chance to miss us before we go back, Cassidy.” “Can we go again tomorrow?” Cassidy asked sleepily as I tucked her into bed. It made my encounter with the creep worth it. His reaction made me feel better about the spurt of jealousy I’d experienced before he told me who his sister was this morning. I bit my bottom lip to hold back a giggle as Roan stared the guy down while he rolled his kid down the sidewalk. The other dad held his palms up in a gesture of surrender. “I’m not gonna tell you how to raise your own kid, but I am going to insist that you watch what you say around mine. “An autograph is the last thing I’m gonna give you after the stunt you just pulled.” Roan slid his arm around my back, wrapping his hand around Cassidy’s thigh where it dangled from my hip. I suppose I blew my chance at getting an autograph?” The guy’s gaze landed on Roan’s face, and his beady eyes practically bugged out of his head. “You don’t come up to a woman and ask something like that, especially when she’s somewhere with my daughters and me.” “What the fu-” He bit off his curse and took a deep breath, his nostrils flaring. He tugged me behind the stroller, then lifted Cassidy off his shoulders and handed her to me.

Taking a step back, I bumped into Roan, who must have moved closer while they were waiting for me. The way he stressed the last half of the animal’s name was creepy, especially with his son sitting right there. His gaze raked the length of my body, lingering on my boobs as he said, “Hey, want to come see the peacocks with us?”

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