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“I am one.”

“No. You’re not. You work on the farm. You help me. You raise the kids. You make dinner?—”

“Your father’s traditional,” he appeases. “I don’t contribute financially to our household.”

“I don’t need you to. I just. Need.You.”

His lips brush over mine. “You have me.”

“Your mother thanked me today.”

“What for?”

“Bringing her baby boy back to her.”

“I stopped being her baby a long time ago.”

“Will Roman, Arabella, or Thiya ever stop being our babies?”

“No,” he grumbles.

“Well then, shut your face.” When he snorts, I grin.

“I’ll shut my face if you kiss me. How about that?”

“I love you,” I say once he lets me up for air, wishing I could ink the words onto his bones.

“I love you too.” Another kiss. “Now, go to sleep.”

“Sir, yes, sir.”

He snickers. “Smart ass.”

I wiggle said smart ass against him.

“Don’t tempt me,” he rumbles.

“I was born to tempt you, darling,” I whisper in return, smiling smugly when his dick hardens and he sighs.

“I’m too fucking old for this.”

CHAPTER 43

Text Chat

TWO YEARS LATER

Diana: Jason asked for a divorce

Andrea: Oh, honey! I’m so sorry <3

Diana: It’s okay.

Andrea: No, it isn’t. Want me to fly over and beat him the fuck up?

Diana: I might have done that

Andrea: :O

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