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“I’m not judging. I’m just concerned for their wellbeing.”

“I’m not paying you for your concern about anything, Evie.”

“Don’t you want what’s best for them?”

“It’s why you’re sitting in front of me.”

“Then allow me to do my job. I’ll follow your schedule to an extent, Caleb, but I’m also adding activities that don’t include piano lessons for a five-year-old. For example, hide and seek or making cookies.”

“How are either of those activities going to help my children in their future? I followed the same schedule as a child, and look how well I turned out.”

“Hmmm…” I lifted my finger to my mouth, pausing for effect. “Debatable.” Before he could object, I continued, “Not everything is about their future. Being an adult is hard enough without having memories of a carefree childhood. Trust me, I would know.”

He considered it for a second. “I’ll give you one day a week.”

“I want one fun activity a day.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Caleb!”

“I suggest you don’t raise your voice to me in my home, Evie.”

“In a minute, I’m going to raise more than that.”

We went back and forth for what felt like an eternity until we finally came to a mutual agreement on his demanding routine for the kids.

“Since it’s one o’clock,” I mocked, pointing to where they would be on his calendar, “I’m going to go crash their swim lesson.”

I stood, halting my step as soon as I heard, “You need to sign this NDA before you go.”

I jerked back. “You can’t be serious.”

“Does it look like I’m not?”

“You don’t trust me?” I bit, offended.

He folded his arms over his broad, muscular chest.

Stop checking him out, Evie!

“You know, for someone who hates me, you sure have an issue with me not trusting you.”

His statement fueled my fire. I grabbed the NDA off his desk and signed it.

Throwing it back at him, I asserted, “My hate for you is still strong, Mr. Grump.”

—Caleb—

My son took to her almost instantly. It wasn’t a surprise, though—like father, like son. I couldn’t help but watch them from my office window when I should have been working on finalizing the contracts of my new employees.

Over the last thirteen years, my agency had acquired several different offices throughout the United States, but the one in Spain would be my first international organization. All eyes were on me. The pressure to deliver weighed heavily on my mind. My companies were the best, and it was never a title I took lightly.

I needed to make sure everything was ready to open in the next couple of days once we landed. Instead, I was standing at my fucking window, watching Evie step out of the pool, wearing a black bathing suit. It wasn’t revealing by any means, but damn her body looked amazing. Evie always had big, perky tits for being so fucking tiny.

Her skin was flushed.

Her body wet.

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