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Tears blurred my vision. “I could endanger them too.”
“It’s not the same, Sunshine. I’ve seen you with Cat and Tori. You’re gentle and nurturing, fun and silly. You’d do anything to protect them, even take a bullet for them.”
“I would.” My voice cracked as the first tear cascaded down my face. “I’d do anything to keep them safe.” Even give up their dad.
“Don’t give up on me, baby.”
Could he hear my thoughts?
“I’m just trying to be amicable, so Connie will leave and stay gone.” He exhaled, what sounded like relief. “Riling her up might make her sue for full custody. I can’t lose my girls, Sunshine. It would kill me.”
“I know,” I whispered. “Just get through the weekend and if you need me to watch the girls come Monday, I’ll be there.”
“I do need you, Sadie. But do you need me? Do you want me and my girls?”
“Yes, but—”
“That’s all I need to know.” He went silent. “I hear one of the girls.”
“Okay.”
“I’ll try to call you before Monday.”
“No worries. If I don’t hear otherwise, I’ll see you then.”
“Don’t be late, or I’ll spank you.”
A delicious shiver shot through my core. “Promise?”
“Is spanking a kink you like?” He chuckled so damn sexy, I melted.
“One of many.” I blushed, knowing how I liked to be dominated in bed, spanked and tied up, but also praised. Each time he called me Sunshine, I soared into happiness.
“Wow. You can’t see it, but I’m hard as a rock. This is horrible, since I need to check on the girls, and can’t relieve myself. Have you ever had phone sex?”
I giggled. “No, but it could be fun. Now, go. I’ll talk to you later.”
“All right, Sunshine. Good night.”
“Good night.” I ended the call with a smile on my face. Maybe we’d be okay…
I wondered if my dad and the club had made progress with my situation. Then again, once it was over, what would I do regarding Bryce and my career?
I had no idea.
14
Bryce
The girls and I entered Sugar Bliss Bakery in Winters Township. I hadn’t wanted them to see Connie in our house in case the visit went badly. The last thing I wanted was for my babies not to feel comfortable and safe in their home.
But also, I didn’t want to meet Connie in Bastion where we could bump into Sadie. After what happened last night, when my ex showed up unannounced and showed her bitch colors, I didn’t want to take any chances.
I hated how Sadie thought I’d chosen Connie over her—never in a million years. Connie was a toxic tornado on a pair of long legs. She’d nearly destroyed me and the girls. I wouldn’t allow that to happen again.
“I want a cinnamon roll, Daddy!” Cat pointed at the glass cabinet and bounced on her tiptoes, bubbly as ever. “And hot chocolate with whipped cream and sprinkles!”
“Me too. Me too.” Tori patted the back of my neck. She beamed with excitement in my arms, and I suddenly felt sick.