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FOX, PUP, AND BUNNY

The Fox attempted to keep his emotions in check.

However, it was a hard battle.

Strange. It had never been this hard before. But when he’d been alerted that his two babies had left his lair when they weren’t supposed to go anywhere, he’d felt a surge of fear.

After ascertaining that they’d left of their own free will rather than under duress, he quickly turned around and started to follow them. They’d had a fair head start on him since he’d been about an hour away in the opposite direction.

“Daddy!” Autumn yelled, relief filling her face as she ran and threw herself at him.

“Bunny,” he murmured, grabbing hold of her. He could feel her shaking with cold. “You don’t have enough clothes on for this weather. What were you thinking?”

“Fox?” Sunny said hesitantly. He was still wearing his latest disguise, though his babies were no longer fooled.

“Sweet girl, you look cold as well. Brody, where are your gloves?”

“Oh, I, um, forgot them.”

“What are you all doing out here?” the Fox asked.

They all glanced at each other.

“I want the truth.” And then, he was bundling them back into his car and Duke’s truck and they were all going home. Where they were all getting their asses paddled.

What did they think they were doing sneaking out of home like that? And why was Sunny here with them?

“Well, we came to look at this cabin,” Sunny said. “We thought we could all stay here for a night or two over Christmas. We were just about to head home, only . . .”

“I lost the truck keys,” Brody blurted out.

“How did you do that?” he asked.

“There was a spider.”

Alarm filled the Fox, and he moved toward Brody, grasping him around the back of his neck. “Are you all right? Did you have a panic attack?”

“Just a small one,” Brody muttered, looking down at his feet.

“There’s nothing to be ashamed of,” the Fox told him firmly. “Do you hear me?”

Brody nodded.

Frankly, he didn’t understand why both Brody and Autumn were ashamed of their panic attacks. It didn’t make sense to him. If you had a phobia or fear or something in your past that could trigger you, then it wasn’t exactly something to be ashamed of, was it?

“Of course it isn’t.” Autumn wrapped herself around Brody, kissing his cheek.

“You guys are just the sweetest,” Sunny said through chattering teeth.

“You’re all coming back in my car. It’s parked down the road.”

“Why did you park down there?” Autumn asked. She glared up at him with her hands on her hips. “Were you trying to spy on us, Daddy? That’s not very nice, you know.”

“Neither is sneaking out of the house without telling me where you were going.”

Both of his babies looked at each other guiltily.

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