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She sighed, feeling comforted.

She knew why he’d looked so concerned when she woke up. It had been a rough morning. Today, she’d decided to go back into the desert.

She hadn’t tried since that first disastrous attempt. It had taken a lot of negotiating to get her men to agree that she could go. She’d even had to bring in her therapist, who said she thought Maggie was ready to give it a try.

She’d been seeing her therapist twice a week for the last six weeks and it was really helping her process everything that had happened. And not just with the kidnapping. With her parents. With Indie.

It was like a weight lifting from her shoulders, even if it had been a bit rocky to begin with.

Unsurprisingly, all three men had insisted on going with her today.

And it had still been rough.

She’d been close to having a panic attack, but she’d managed to hold it off. Just. And with a lot of help. Jack hadn’t left her side, even to let her pee. And Ian had gone into caretaker mode. She’d worn so much sunscreen, she’d needed a bath to get it all off. And he’d made her drink so much she’d had to pee three times. Jameson had watched her closely, ensuring it didn’t get to be too much for her.

But she’d done it, and she couldn’t help but feel proud of herself.

“Come on, let’s get you dressed,” Ian told her. Ian loved this. Putting her down for naps. Dressing her in Little clothes. Playing games with her.

Spanking her when she was naughty.

Their time together was special. Although there were a few things she could do without. Like the padded training pants he insisted she wear for naps in case of accidents.

Sheesh. She was twenty-five, not two!

He carried her over to the change table and took off the onesie she was wearing.

Ian had bought a whole Little wardrobe for her as well as turning the spare bedroom into a nursery.

Jack had purchased the biggest outdoor play area imaginable. When Ian had told him that he couldn’t put it up on land he didn’t own, he’d called Prince Aric, who’d given him immediate permission.

It was a lot of fun and sometimes, the other girls came over to play with her.

When she was lying naked on the change table except for her training pants and Ziggy, Ian put the middle strap over her. “I need to go get your clothes. Silly Daddy.”

Yeah, right. Sure he had. She knew that Ian loved seeing her in these silly training pants. She squirmed as he stepped into the wardrobe. The door to the nursery opened and she glanced over as Jack walked in.

He was smiling. “Oh good, you’re awake, baby. How are you feeling now?”

“I’m good, Daddy.”

His gaze took her in, his grin widening. “Ian, I brought you up the bottle you wanted.” Jack held up the baby bottle filled with a protein drink.

“Oh good, thanks.” Ian walked back into the bedroom holding an adorable dress. It had a picture of a zebra on the front and tiers at the bottom. It was short, though. Really short.

“You know, with how much our baby has been peeing today, you might want to leave those training pants on,” Jack suggested, his eyes dancing.

That rat!

“No, Daddy Two.”

Jack’s eyes narrowed. “Daddy Two? I don’t think so. You know . . . I just saw this really pretty potty online. I think I’ll order it for our girl since she doesn’t want to wear training pants.”

Her mouth gaped open. “I’ll wear them! I’ll wear them!”

She knew he was mostly teasing her.

But there was always that ten percent chance that he’d do it. Jack loved a dare. Or to push things to their limit.

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