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“How did Daddy putted my bwothers inside you, Mommy?” Cassidy asked with a giggle.

“It’s been so long since I’ve so much as looked at another woman. I can’t even remember anyone but you,” he growled, interlacing our fingers to tug me toward the house. “So no, you’re the only one I’ve ever thought of as mine.”

“Ava…baby, the only thing it would have changed is that I would have been a fuck of a lot more careful. It wouldn’t have stopped me from making you mine. I hate that I caused you so much pain.”

“It’s not gonna happen, baby. If you’re with me, I pay.”

“Would you like to watch a grown-up movie?” I asked with a playful grin.

Roan Ellis was six feet of male perfection with dirty blond hair, hazel eyes, a black tattoo on his broad chest, and six-pack abs that I wanted to trace with my tongue. If he was going to be around while I spent time with the girls, I seriously hoped the man owned a shirt. If not, I was going to have a heck of a time stopping myself from jumping him.