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I nodded seconds before he kissed me and smiled against my lips. “Good because you’re all that.”

“Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma…” Avi sang, interrupting the moment right before she shoved a small piece of chicken in her mouth.

“I missed her.”

“You didn’t miss me?”

“I slept with you last night.”

“Which means you should miss me because all your ass did was sleep.” He pushed his hand between my thighs and I groaned. He moved his other hand under my hoodie and gripped my right breast. “But you didn’t miss shit. She’s been chilling.”

“Well I still missed her.”

“Nah you missed being in charge. You’re a bad patient but I still held it down.”

“Your services were gratefully appreciated. You were on the job, Mr. Hayes.”

“Employee of the month but I’m gonna be employee of the year after we get Avi to bed.”

Every inch of my body hummed in appreciation of what type of work he was about to put in.

“But seriously, you good?”

I adjusted myself and looped my arms around his neck.

“Yes, I’m good.”

He pecked my lips and nodded. “Aight because you being down had my shit all fucked up too. I’m starting to think you put something on me.”

I arched my brow and he grinned. “You definitely put that on me but that’s not what I mean with your nasty ass.”

I was the one grinning this time, because like it or not, we both had that same power over each other, but I also knew neither of us was complaining.

Chapter 18

Omiri

“Your daddy doesn’t know what rest means, Avi.”

I grinned as I lifted my arms to finish my last set then dropped the bar on the rack above my head before sitting up. My body was drenched with sweat and my muscles burned when I sat up and grabbed the towel to wipe my face.

“It’s game time. There is no rest.”

I had training camp coming up then we moved right into the preseason. Every game mattered, which meant I had to be on top of my game.

“You’re just showing off.” Makari was sitting against the wall while Avi was standing in front of the small, mirrored section, slapping her tiny hands against the surface and talking to herself.

“Me being in game shape is showing off?”

Her eyes followed the movement of the towel over my bare chest and down my abs but then dropped to my lap. I was in shorts but had compressions under them.

“Working out like this is showing off.”

I chuckled and dropped my elbows onto my thighs, moving my hands over my head. Makari had been in the gym with me forthe past hour, pretending to entertain Avi but keeping her eyes on me. She claimed she was going to work out but hadn’t done a damn thing but watch me move through my reps. I damn sure didn’t mind having her in here though.

I lifted and crossed the gym, stopping to lift Makari’s chin and deliver a quick kiss before I dropped one on Avi’s head. She hit me with a string of da das before trying to touch my reflection in the mirror, turning to reach for me.

“Daddy’s all sweaty, pretty girl.” I tickled her tummy and she went back to slapping her tiny hands on the mirror.