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Austin’s expression lightened, so I focused my rambling in that direction. “Dessie is feeling cheeky and who knows what he’ll get up to otherwise.”

Giving his padded bottom a smack as he giggled, I sighed. “Don’t forget my reward later.”

Austin raised one eyebrow as more happy sounds escaped Dessie. “That’s not how this is supposed to work. He gets the rewards.”

I scoffed, which set Dessie off again. “I’m a new Daddy, so I get to make my own rules. I was good, so I get the reward.”

The drama queen’s face scrunched up. “I’m not going to agree with that.”

Rolling my eyes as Dessie tried to silence his giggles, I huffed. “Then it’s a good thing I’m not your Daddy.”

Dessie would’ve been rolling on the floor if he’d been standing.

“No.” Shaking his head, Austin whirled around on the heels he was now wearing and marched toward a large staircase. “Just no.”

Whispering softly as I followed the crazy man, I teased Dessie. “Daddy’s always right.”

And that set him off again.

Chapter 24

Dessie

Up.

Up.

Up the stairs.

Oh, friends.

Giggles and laughing and cookies.

“Daddy, cookies.” Pat pat pat. Oops. Catch the binkie. “Cookies, Daddy. Hurry. Hurry.”

Daddy groaned. Slowy. Slowy. “You cannotbe hungry.”

“Yes.” Wiggle wiggle. Kiss cheek. Smile. “Cookie tummy hungry.”

Daddy frowny face.

Austin big helper. “Everyone knows snack tummies and dinner tummies are two different things.”

Oh yes.

Austin smart.

Daddy got big frowny. “Why wasn’t I told that? You keep handing out information piecemeal and that’s something that needs to be written down.”

Oh, Daddy made Austin thinky.

Daddy was sneaky.

No giggles.

No giggles.

Binkie time.

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