Page 303 of Tempted By her Daddies

“I don’t like this. I don’t like it at all,” his mum said.

Tamsyn leaned into him. “You should do what your mother wants.”

“I should?” He stared down at her with one eyebrow raised.

“Yes.”

“And why is that?” he asked.

Oh. She wasn’t expecting follow-up questions.

“Because she is your mother. She spent twenty-three hours giving birth to you. That sounds very painful. So you should give her this.”

“See, Tamsyn understands!” Sara said, smiling at her.

“Tamsyn doesn’t get to decide this,” Salem said firmly.

“But surely she gets a say,” Erica said. “Since she’s your girlfriend now. I mean, I wouldn’t want my Con risking his life every day.”

Con glanced up. He looked a bit like an overstuffed chipmunk with his full cheeks. He also had a smudge of dip at the corner of his mouth. He hastily tried to swallow and started coughing.

Oh no!

She jumped to her feet when no one seemed inclined to help him, rushing over to pat him on the back. He coughed a few more times, then swallowed. Turning, he gazed back at her as she went to give him a last whack.

Just to be sure he was okay.

“I’m all right!” he cried, holding his hands up. “All good now.”

“Are you sure?” she asked.

“Uh-huh. Yep. You, um, you’ve got quite an arm on you,” he told her.

“I do?”

“She lifts weights with me,” Alexei said. “Come back here, Bunny, before Con gets scared that you’ll hit him again.”

“I was just trying to help him breathe. He seemed like he was choking.”

“Oh, he does that all the time,” Erica said, waving a hand dismissively.

“I don’t think you have to worry about him joining, um . . . joining the army anytime soon,” David said, looking flustered. Had he meant to say something else? “Pretty sure they like recruits who know how to swallow their food.”

Con gave his brother the middle finger.

That seemed a bit rude.

“Asshole,” Con muttered.

“Both of you, remember we have a guest,” Jad said sternly. “And if Con didn’t put so much food in his mouth at once, he’d be fine. Not to mention that he shouldn’t be eating before our guest.”

Con, who had been reaching for more food, drew his hand back.

Jad turned toward them and stared expectantly at her. “Would you like something to eat, Tamsyn?”

Oh. Her? Was that okay? She turned to Salem, who gave her a small smile. “Go for it, baby. Just remember to save some room for dinner.”

“This isn’t dinner?” she asked, amazed.

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