who knew my husband was so sweet?” I said, my voice all tease as I pushed the lump in my throat away. Cutler’s head fell back in laughter. “Nobody calls Uncle Hayes sweet ‘cept you and me. I know he loves you and me, Savvy. And we know Uncle Hayes can be sweet, right?” “Yeah, we do,” I said, as I peeled the paper away on my own arm, and we both admired our matching tattoos. “I like you with my uncle.” “Me, too,” I said, tapping the tip of his little nose. “That means you’re my girl forever.” “Yep. You’re stuck with me, Beefcake.” I took his little hand in mine, and we made our way back out to
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