“I could get behind calling you Daddy though,” I add with a giggle. Zeke and Xander laugh, but West groans. “Don’t fucking tempt me, princess.” “You kind of are like our daddy though,” Xander says with a cheeky wink. Even Zeke hums his agreement. “Yeah, you’re a lot older than us.” “I’m two fucking years older than you, Zeke.” “Almost four years older than me,” Xander chimes. “And fourteen years older than me. Biologically speaking, you could actually be my daddy.”
