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CHAPTER 25

“Shut up. I can’t believe you bought her a sandbox.”

“Yeah, yeah, I got that. Now shut up and let me build it before she wakes up again.” He tugged on my hair and walked past me. His security guys came through, high-fiving him, and I looked on.

When the hell did he have time to order a freakin’ sandbox?

I ran out to the yard. “You’re buildin’ it?”

He waved a hammer over his head. “I’m a regular handyman now.”

“Conor, putting the baby gate up wasn’t rocket science. I’m sorry, but I did it in my apartment. And if you wave that hammer about anymore, you’re going to knock yourself out! Conor!” I shrieked when he waved it too vigorously.

He laughed, putting it down and slicing the box open with a penknife. “Calm down, princess. I promise not to hurt myself.”

“Oh, that’s comforting. I see this arrangement is off to a fabulous start.”

Seriously, a few days in this house with just me, Milka, and Conor? What the hell was I thinking?

Oh, that's right. I wasn’t.

We weren’t a happy fucking family
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