Page 179 of Parts of Us


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I sought out Colt next, then Greer. Both shrugged and were seemingly as confused as we were.

“No, wait!” Macklin said, and he instantly had my attention. Was this it? “Put down the bottle, my lovely Owner. You don’t lift a finger. We’ve got this.” He glanced around at the rest of us. “Same goes for all of you, Sirs. We have this covered. You can mosey on back to the ship and relax.”

Okay, what fresh hell was this, and how did I escape?

I frowned and turned to Lucian.

I couldn’t say anything. Noa was dozing off between my legs.

Something wasn’t right, though. Maybe a trap waited for us in our staterooms?

One more glance at Colt and Greer confirmed it for me. We were gonna get to the fucking bottom of this. We would not let the brats beat us.

“Daddy?” Noa yawned.

“Yeah?”

“Wouldn’t it be cool to be able to fart the alphabet?”

I blew out a breath and scratched my forehead.

Right.

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