His gaze drops between us, and he takes a deep breath. “When I saw you that day at Zach’s apartment, I noticed your daughter had a backpack with these characters on it. Then you posted the other week on your Instagram about how watching this show with your kids is your favorite part of your morning.” I blink at him. Okay. I wasn’t expecting any of that. I should be pissed that he’s been keeping tabs on me, but the blood filling my dick tells a different story. I open my mouth to respond, but he cuts me off. “I… I guess I wanted to be part of your favorite morning somehow.” He chews the corner
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