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“Well, then. Let’s take you over there.”

“Without clothes or a toothbrush?! You know how I am about brushing my teeth, daddy-o. I gotta brush for two minutes and then floss.”

“Don’t you remember, kid? Callie told us she bought extras of everything for you to have at their house so if you forgot anything I didn’t have to come all the way to Norman to bring it to you.”

“Oh, yeah!”

Jamal walked around the passenger side of the car and opened Cassie’s door for her. “Whaddya say, Bambi?” he asked, pulling her in until they were chest to chest. “Wanna go on a date?”

Jamal felt Cassie’s breath hitch as he held her even closer to his chest. “What kind of date?” she asked, a blush creeping up her face.

Jamal leaned down and whispered in her ear. “A really good one.”

Cassie looked at him with those big doe eyes of hers he had grown to love and smiled. “How can I say no, then?”

Jamal winked and kissed Cassie on the top of the head. That was the answer he was hoping for. He just had to make it the best date ever.

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CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

“See ya, daddy-o! Have fun on your date, Cassie!” JJ hopped out of Jamal’s car and slammed the door before running up the walkway at Callie and Kyle’s house.

“Hey, hey now, kid! We’re coming in with you,” Jamal replied, getting out of the car and coming around to Cassie’s side and opening the door. “I gotta make sure Callie tucks you in with proper nighttime procedure.”

“Daaa—aad! I’m eight years old. I don’t need a procedure anymore.”

Jamal stared at his daughter, a skeptical look on his face. “Really, kid? No butterfly kisses, Eskimo kisses and big kisses? Alright. If that’s the way you want it.”

Jamal winked at Cassie through the passenger side window, waggled his eyebrows and started to shut her door. Cassie peeked around his big frame to see a wide-eyed JJ frozen in place. Cassie could see the wheels turning, trying to decide if she wanted to call her dad’s bluff or go in the house and run the risk of really not getting her correct tuck in procedure.

With an eye roll that would put teenagers around the world to shame, JJ shrugged her shoulders and stomped back to the car. “Ok.Fine,”she huffed. “I’ll let you come thisone time.And just so you can show Callie the right way to do it.”

“Not that I reallyneedto be tucked in, anyway,” she muttered, stomping up the walkway again. “I’m eight, for cryin’ out loud.”

Jamal opened Cassie’s car door again. “Pretty smooth, huh? The whole ‘make her think I’m really leaving’ trick?”

“Ohyeah,”Cassie said sarcastically. “You tricked your eight year old.Reallysmooth.” She laughed at the look on his face. “Kidding, Muscles. Don’t get your panties in a bunch.”

Jamal grabbed her in a head locker and rubbed her head with his knuckles. “I’ll show you what I do to people who are sarcastic tome!”

Cassie squealed and tried to break out of his grasp. “Don’t mess up my hair, Jamal!”

He strengthened his grip on her. “This hair?Thishair righthere?!” he asked, continuing to mess up her hair with his knuckles.

“Jamal,stop!” she giggled. “I’m serious!”

“Yeah, you look really serious, laughing at me, your hair all a mess,” he said, taking her out of the headlock he had her in and pulled her up to his chest. “And you look beautiful, even if your hair is a mess.”

Cassie looked up at him, eyes wide. “Jamal, I –“

Jamal silenced her with a finger on her lips. “I know that look on your face, Bambi.”

“What look?”

“The ‘you’re thinking too much’ look.”

“I don’t think too much.”

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