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The chef brings out the main course, roasted chicken and vegetables, and we all dig in. I love my weekly dinners with my mom, but I’m anxious to get back to being alone with my baby girl.

As soon as the last bite of food is off of Izzy’s plate, I’m clearing my throat and standing.

“We should get home. We both have work early in the morning tomorrow,” I say and my mom smiles knowingly.

“Well, it was lovely to meet you, Izzy. I’m sure that I’ll see you next week.”

“I’d love that,” Izzy says, hugging her goodbye. “Could I use your bathroom before we leave?”

“Of course! It’s just down the hall, first door on the left.”

“Thanks.”

I watch Izzy leave before I turn back to my mom.

“She’s the one,” I tell her and she nods.

“I know. It’s obvious. It’s nice to see you so happy and in love,” my mom tells me. “And don’t worry about Clark or your aunt. I already talked to both of them. He should be out of the apartment tomorrow and they’re both supposed to call you with an apology.”

“Hasn’t happened yet, but I’ve been preoccupied,” I say with a shrug.

“Take care of her. I’ll see you both next weekend,” she says and I hug her goodbye.

“Talk to you later,” I promise and I go to meet Izzy.

I take her hand and we head outside to where Max is parked.

“We should have brought him something to eat,” Izzy comments.

“He goes to visit his own family. They live a few blocks north of here.”

“Oh, that’s nice. I’m glad that it works out.”

We climb into the backseat and I nod at Max.

“Home, sir?”

“Yes.”

I smile as we start to drive off. I’ve got big plans for my baby girl when we get there.

NINE

Izzy

“You could stay home with me,” Davis whispers in my ear and I giggle, squirming in his lap.

“We both have to go to work,” I remind him.

“We can skip it.”

“Not again. You missed most of last week and I actually like my job. I want to go in today,” I tell him and he sighs.

“Fine. I’ll drop you off, but I’m picking you up at four on the dot,” he warns me.

“I can’t wait, daddy,” I whisper against his mouth.

He growls, claiming my lips with his and I melt against him, surrendering control to him. His arms wrap around my waist, and my fingers tangle in his hair, trying to tug him closer to me. He reaches up, cupping my chin and angling my head so that he can deepen the kiss. I moan, loving when he takes control of me.

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