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“Look at you, picturing his pecker while standing in a child care center. You should be ashamed.”
“Sorry, boys,” she teases, meeting my gaze over her shoulder with a grin. “But I belong to someone else.” I smirk from her to them. “She belongs to me.”
“My number, my name.” He throws me a quick wink. “My heart on her sleeve.”

