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“She looks fine, Egidia,” Dad said firmly. “She looks pretty and young, not sophisticated and ladylike.” “If Cassio wants a lady, he should stop robbing cradles,” I muttered. Mom gasped, clapping a hand over her heart like I would single-handedly put her into an early grave. Dad tried to mask a laugh by coughing.
“Goddammit it, yes, just like that, honey,” he growled, and I almost came again. Had he just called me honey?
She wasn’t what I’d wanted in a wife, but hell, if she wasn’t exactly what I needed.
