Page 80 of Kept by her Daddies (Harem of Daddies)

She was so happy that it was radiating out from her like sunshine. And it made him want to get closer to her so he could bask in the glow.

“Okay. I’ll take it now.” She grabbed the white box and skipped off into the kitchen. He winced. The chocolate torte would likely be smooshed by the time she got there.

It doesn’t matter.

Not everything has to be perfect. Embrace the imperfections.

Fuck. That sounded like something out of a bad commercial.

“What’s that?” Ian asked, pointing at the lotion.

“Sunscreen for Maggie. It’s got a strawberry shortcake scent and has a lighter texture, so it shouldn’t feel so thick on her skin.”

Ian stared at him for a long moment, then his lips twitched.

“What? I’m just concerned about her getting burned again. Did she stay inside today?”

He followed Ian into a living room where Jack was lying on the sofa, watching a game.

“Yep. She stayed inside. Slept in. Drank lots of water and ate three meals,” Ian said, sounding almost proud.

“Because this bossy bastard stood over her and made sure she did all those things,” Jack added, glancing up at Jameson. “What’s that?”

Jameson sighed but went through the spiel again.

Jack and Ian shared a look.

“Stop that,” he snapped as he sat. Ian handed him a bourbon.

Thank Christ.

“Stop what?” Jack asked.

“Stop looking at each other like that. It doesn’t mean anything. I’m just concerned about her. She’s sweet and I don’t want her getting hurt. It’s my job as a doctor to look after her.”

“Right.” Jack snorted.

He sighed, deciding not to argue. There was a loud clang from the kitchen, followed by a lot of swearing.

To his shock, Ian and Jack stayed where they were. He got up. He needed to go and check that she was all right.

“Don’t,” Ian warned.

“What do you mean? That was a loud crash. She could have hurt herself.”

“That’s the way she cooks,” Ian said.

“What?”

“Loudly,” Jack added. “And if you rush in to see if she needs help, she gets upset.”

“Really? What if she hurts herself?”

Ian sighed. “I’m trying to tell myself that she’s not going to.”

Another crash. More swearing.

“Holy heck. What is a cockgorilla and a diddlegiraffe?” Jameson asked.

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