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“You’re never rude to her. Never.” He looked into my eyes as he said it. “You want to treat me and Parker like emotional punching bags fine, but you treat her like that, and I’ll treat you like a physical bag and knock the ever-living shit out of you. Understood?”
“There’s romance in creating something with your own hands for someone you love.”
“I’m choosing you,” D yelled loud enough for me to hear as he slid his nighttime glasses on. “Right now, right here, right this moment, I choose you.”
“Daddy,” I growled, running my hand up the long line of her spine to her hair and grabbing a handful. “Right now, I’m your fucking daddy.”
