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Ellie leans in close to her dad’s ear. “Hold her hand, Daddy. She looks scared.” Great. A five-year-old is braver than me. Malaki steals Ellie from Rhodes’s arms and shoots him a devilish smile. “Yeah. Make sure you hold her hand.”
Gray sweatpants are hung low on his hips, paired with a black T-shirt and a backward hat. Seriously? He has every right to change into something more comfortable, but doesn’t he know the rule about gray sweatpants?
grey sweats and backwards hat combo…. INSIDE?
“Kind of like you and my daddy?” Um, wait, what? I start to panic. What if she tells Rhodes that I said I was her mom? Oh god. “Uh, well...” Her face falls. “You don’t want to be my mom?” She turns away from me, and my heart crashes from the flinch of hurt moving over her features.
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“Of course I’m thinking of last night,” he admits. His palms lay flat on the counter, and he drops his head. “You’re going to have to be the reasonable one.” My phone vibrates against the counter, but I can’t be bothered to look at it. “The reasonable one?” He flicks his gaze to me, and my heart flips. “You’re going to have to tell me no when I come begging.”
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