“Yawning, I met them out on the deck where Gayle sat, still uncomfortably, next to Mark while Jace lounged back in his chair.“Thanks for deciding to join us,” he said, “Next time I tell you ten minutes, I expect to see you in ten minutes.”“Oh, chill out,” I sassed, avoiding his reach.“That’s one,” he said, pointing his finger at me.Gayle grunted. “You would never let me get away with that.”“You aren’t my little girl,” Jace answered back.“I’m not a little girl, Jace Jordon,” I spouted.“You will a...lways be my little girl, Short Stuff. Especially when you pout. Wipe that look off your face or I might have to kiss you.”My jaw fell open in surprise and Mark laughed. “Wow, you finally found a way to silence her. Okay, you guys, the reason I wanted to have this talk is to let you know that, after I was severely reprimanded by my young charge for being a dickhead, I wanted to set something straight.” He turned to Gayle, got down on his right knee, and opened a box to show a stunning antique diamond ring given to him by his grandmother.She threw her hands in front of her mouth.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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