hand. “I have the table all set for you, ma’am.” Malone bit her lip to stop from laughing. “Why, thank you.” “This way.” Lizzy led her to the island and pointed at a specific chair. “You sit here.” Malone sat down as her mate and Ric came into the kitchen. “Uncle Crush.” She took Lou Crushek’s hand and led him to another stool before she climbed up on the island, resting on her knees. “Cake?” she asked, using her best “restaurant voice.” “Yes, please,” replied Crush, one of Lizzy’s many unofficial “uncles.” Already Dee-Ann feared for any boy who came sniffing around her little girl. It would
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