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Kayla smiles at me. “Your father just loves you, and you’re his baby girl. He can’t help but feel this way.”

“I know why he feels this way. He is my daddy, and I love him. I want him to get along with Liam. I want us to be a huge family. Liam is not going anywhere.”

“You’ve been in love with him so long, and he has been in love with you too. You’re what everyone strives for—you’re what love is.”

I smile happily at her kind words, and I walk over and hug her tightly. She gives the kind of hugs that only a mother can give.

“They have been awful quiet, we better check on them,” Kayla says and we walk back into the dining room.

Liam

Paisley walks into the kitchen with Kayla, and I look at Torch, who is staring holes through me. He gets up; then I feel the gun pressed to the back of my head. “I should kill you for touching her.”

I set the fork down on my plate. “Motherfucker, you have two seconds to get that off the back of my head, before I make you eat it.”

Torch doesn’t move for a second, and before I can stand up, he takes the gun away. I look at him. “Torch, you can do whatever the fuck you want with me, but she is my woman. I love her, you can’t take her away.”

Torch stares at me for a few beats. “She is my daughter,” he says and falls back into his seat, staring at me.

I push my plate away. “I know she is your daughter. I have to admit that if I had a daughter I would be doing the same thing, if not worse. I love your daughter, man, and I will take care of her. She will always be your daughter, but she is my woman.”

Torch stares at me for a few beats and then sinks further into his chair. He is giving in. This shit needed to end. I am tired of the fucker trying to kill me.

He gets the last word in. “Take care of her or you die.”

I laugh. I don’t blame him one bit because I am sure I would be the same way if I had a daughter. Especially if she looked anything like Paisley. I am not sure I would be as nice as Torch, and the fucker has given me hell. I would probably kill the guy, to be honest.

The girls walk into the room, and they look at me and Torch. I guess they’re wondering if they missed anything. Paisley’s phone starts ringing and she answers.

“Hey Vanessa!” Her face drops as she talks on the phone. I get out of my chair and walk over to her.

“I am on my way.” Paisley hangs up, and I touch her side to get her attention. “Vanessa’s dad showed up and beat her up. Tyler is on a rampage.”

Fuck.

“Let’s go.” I take her hand and pull her out of the house while she yells “goodbye” over her shoulder.

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We get to Vanessa’s and go into her house. I gasp immediately at the sight of her face, my stomach sinking.

It’s in bad shape. Her lip is busted and bleeding. Her cheekbone is split, along with her eyebrow, and the rest of her is bruised and covered in blood. Tyler is sitting beside her, holding her, but her face is pointed in my direction. He looks at us, pissed off beyond belief. I don’t blame him. My blood is boiling. I take out my phone and call Shaylin because if you’re in the mood to beat some ass she is the one to call.

“Hello?”

“Vanessa’s dad came to visit her, and he beat her up, want to go beat some ass?” I smile at the sound of her running through the house.

“Fuck yeah, I am getting the girls together. Meet you at the club in an hour.” She hangs up. Vanessa is staring at me in utter shock.

I sit down beside her, taking her hand. Her nails are torn from hitting him back. The fucker has always liked to beat up on his kids, and it is time for him to learn his lesson.

I look at Tyler. “You will get your turn once I have my fun. Vanessa needs to go to the hospital. He will be at the club waiting on you.”

He smiles. Liam presses his hand on my shoulder, and I look up to see him grinning at me evilly. It’s time for some fun. We girls let the men handle a lot of shit, but when it’s personal, we band together and give back tenfold.

Vanessa has tears running down her face.

“Why don’t you come stay with me and Liam for a while?”

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