‘Don’t wake Olive! Isn’t one of us supposed to stay sober? For like emergencies?’ Archer paused in his mixing, considering this. ‘I might be a really bad dad.’ For some reason, probably tequila-related, Iris found this hilarious. Archer stared at her in surprise but then started laughing again, too. ‘Sorry,’ Iris said between giggles. ‘I don’t think you’re a bad dad at all! I’m definitely a shit nanny, though. You should probably fire me.’ ‘Maybe. Then I could finally fuck you.’
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