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“Call me Harrison, sweetheart.”

“Do you play, Morgan?” Parker asked her.

“Poker?”

“Yeah. You can join us if you want,” Julian said. “And even if you don’t have any money, we’ll change it to strip poker.”

“God, you’re an idiot!” Roman smacked the back of his head.

“Fuck off, bro. That hurt.”

“Boys, enough,” our father said.

“I don’t have any money on me, but I’ll play with my clothes.” She smiled.

I narrowed my eyes at her as she sat down next to Julian. She wouldn’t dare, which led me to believe she was that good at poker.

“Deal me in, boys.” A beautiful grin crossed her lips.

She cleaned us out—I couldn’t believe it—and not one piece of clothing came off her.

“Fuck this.” Julian threw his cards down. “Who taught you how to play?”

“Her father.” I stared at her.

“You’re right, Roman. He did teach me.” She winked.

“Looks like the storm is over. Time to leave, everyone.” I stood from my chair.

“Wow. Rude, much,” Parker said.

“I have to get home to Love.”

“No shit, Dad. She’s been blowing up your phone ever since you got here,” Julian said.

“She worries about me.”

“Worried that you’re out cheating on her,” Parker said, holding his hand up to Julian for a high-five.

“You know that’s right.” Julian chuckled and high-fived him.

“Boys, it’s time you realize that I’ve changed. I’m in love with Love. I would never cheat on her.”

“Okay, Papa.” Julian patted his back as the three of them walked to the door.

“Knock it off with the ‘Papa’ bullshit,” our father said.

One Week Later

The past week was weird. Morgan wasn’t acting like herself, and it bothered me. I was also bothered by the kid question she asked, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was going on with her.

After the workday ended, I went home and was happy tosee her car in the driveway. She still hadn’t given me an answer as to whether or not she would come and work at the firm, and every day that went by, pissed me off even more.

“You’re home,” I said, walking through the door and setting my briefcase down.

“So are you.” She smiled.

“Listen. We need to talk about something.”

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