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Brat Baby (Sugar Life #3) Brat Baby by Harley Madison
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“little dove.”
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“All the fucking fucks.”
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“She’s mine. I’m keeping her. The three of you can do whatever the fuck you like.”
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“she lied on the goddamn contract”
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“The area is teeming with universities and colleges”
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“This is Dylan all over again. The lies. The denial. But it’s worse. So much fucking worse.”
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“This shit never works out for me. Forever homes aren’t for real. No one ever keeps the strays.”
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“After they promised that I’m theirs.”
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“There is a click from the direction of my bedroom, and both of our heads snap in that direction as a shirtless Xavier walks out. Fuck. My focus darts to Oakley, whose mouth is hanging completely open as she watches Xavier approach, press a kiss to my hair, then take one of the mugs before retreating to our tiny two-person table, pulling out his phone, and scrolling. I’m pretty sure I’m watching her have an actual out-of-body experience. She points a finger in his direction, and it’s wobbly, before turning toward me, her face a little pale. “That’s Professor Knight.”
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“That bubble of hope that I’ve been carrying around swells even larger. Because the man who is staring back at me isn’t Derek. Daddy’s home.”
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“Instantly, the noise in my soul turns to a background hum. Sleep starts to pull me under just as lips brush over my pec, followed by five quiet words. “I knew you would come.” I raise my head enough to press a kiss to her hair. “Sleep, little dove.” She snuggles into me, pressing her ear into my chest, and immediately goes pliant with sleep again. She knows. I close my eyes, images and plans flickering through my mind. Every single one with the same result—showing Emmy who she belongs to.”
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“She didn’t crumble like dried-out paint. No, she splashed across the canvas in a riot of colors I can only be jealous of.”
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“Without further ado, I’m pleased to introduce you to The Monarchs. Derek King. Hudson Gold. Darcy Reign. Xavier Knight. Remember, stalking is a crime.”
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