“Hi, handsome.” I knelt and rubbed his head. I laughed as Cash pushed against me, coating me in slobber and hair as he whined, complaining I wasn’t loving him fast enough. “I missed you too. Tell your daddies to let you come play more often.” “Daddies?” Nolan stood in the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee—this time fully clothed. He grinned, toasting his mug to me. “I kind of like the sound of daddy. Say it again.”
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