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Connor laughed. “That’s brilliant. Score one for our side. When does he start?”
“Started a week ago. He's already reached out to Raleigh to let him know that Dax was named as the primary point of contact for the General's prosecution team.”
Deke asked, “So, does that work for us, or against us?”
Irritation flashed in Gage’s eyes. “There’s no way my brother would do anything to help the General,” he said.
Deke held up his hand to stall Gage. “Hold on. I wasn’t saying he would help the General. I was just asking if having someone on the General’s team would be something we could use, or something the General would try to use against us. Like to get an appeal or something. Like you said, with everything the General did to you and Breezy, your brother might be in a dangerous position.”
Gage settled back in his seat and took a long pull on his beer. He cracked his neck, then said, “I’ll be watching out for him. And he’s not going to do anything illegal. But he might be able to keep the DA’s office from bending over backward to help the General’s lawyers.”
“Agreed,” Deke said. “I've been holding Suzi back for years now. She's been collecting data on the corruption in the DA's office, but after everything that went down, I didn't want her to put anythingout there and have them gunning for her again. I still have nightmares about the way we found her in that garage.”
Hutch clapped Deke on the shoulder. “Don't think about it. You look right out there.” Hutch pointed to the grass where the girls were still dancing. “Your Little girl’s here. She's happy, and what is she doing?”
Deke watched his girl spin and slide. It wasn’t hard to see the love he had for her. Turning back to Hutch, he said, “That, my friend, is the best disco move you'll ever see.”
Deke was not wrong. The girls were laughing and joking, having the time of their lives. And his Little girl was in the center of it all. He’d given that to her, and damn if it didn’t make him feel like a king.
Connor put down his beer, smiling at his girls, all four of them. Standing, he announced, “Well, gentlemen, it looks like we have our assignments and a lot of work to do. But I suggest we get busy on that first thing in the morning. Right now, I'm gonna go disco with my darlings.”
He walked over to the group of girls who had somehow broken out the bubble guns and now chased one another around the yard, squealing.
Reid followed suit, setting down his beer. “Think I'll join him.” When he reached Winnie, he grabbed her around the waist and whirled her around in his arms.
Soon, all the Daddies were dancing with their Littles and “shaking their groove thing” until they’d had enough. They tossed their girls in the pool, everyone having a blast.
They played in the pool till all the Littles were tired.
“We should probably go and give Lele time to get settled in and put her things away,” Reid said.
The exodus took a while because the girls all wanted to hug Lele’s neck and make sure she knew how excited they were to have her in town.
When everyone left, Lele threw her arms around Sawyer’s neck and wrapped her legs around his waist, a coy smile on her face. “Thank you, Daddy. I had the best time ever!”
Sawyer nuzzled his face against her neck, and she shrieked. “Daddy, your face is scratchy. Stop!”
“Tell you what, Half-Pint. We’ll go inside, and I’ll take care of that… and then, I’ll take care of you.”
CHAPTER 21
Lele held Sawyer's hand as he led her to the master bedroom. It was one of the rooms she hadn’t seen the last time she was here. Had that only been yesterday? It seemed like a lifetime ago.
Sawyer’s bedroom was on the opposite side of the house from the game room. It was open and spacious, painted a light sage green. The coffered ceiling was beautiful.
“Let me show you the ensuite, babygirl,” he said, leading her into a huge room. If she’d ever seen anything more beautiful, she didn’t remember it. Masculine and yet elegant. She’d never thought of her Daddy as elegant, but even so, this room suited him.
He led her through the bath and into a full-sized room, the master closet. His closet was almost as big as her entire house. And it fit him perfectly, a place for everything and everything in its place.
“Where does that door lead?” she asked. What room would you need on the other side of a closet?
“It leadsinto my office.”
“You have an office that connects to your closet?” That was… different.
“No, babygirl. I have a closet that leads into my office.”
Potayto. Potahto. “There’s a difference.”
