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“All right. I need to go back to the game. You’ve missed a good one,” she replies.

He beams. “Yeah, we’ll call each other later. Love you, princess.”

“Love you too,” she replies before Nita turns the screen back to her.

“Does Amelia know you’ve bought Jasmine a phone?”

He grimaces. “No.”

“You bought our daughter a phone?” Amelia demands.

“Um, I guess she does now. I’ll call you later,” he quickly tells Nita and ends the call. “Babe…”

“No. We talked about this. She’s too young.”

“But how can I speak to her if she doesn’t have one?”

“Call my parents like we planned,” she argues.

“But then we wouldn’t be able to talk to them whenever we wanted.”

She drops the food down next to us and the others are quick to dive in. “Because you called or messaged every five minutes the last time and we were gone for two hours. They are going to be fine, Maddox. I told you this.”

“And we’ll know for sure if Jasmine is on the case.”

She pinches the bridge of her nose. “You totally paid her to tell you how Asher is doing too, didn’t you?”

He rubs the back of his neck. “I miss them. Is that a crime?” he cries. “They’re my kids and I don’t want them to feel alone.”

“Babe, they aren’t alone,” she replies, stepping close so she can wrap her arms around his waist. “I get it. I miss them too. But we need this. It’s been a long year, and we’ve never really had time for just us.”

“All right. I’ll compromise by checking in every couple of hours.”

“And she’s not keeping the phone,” she warns.

“Maybe she could have it when we aren’t with her. That way, we are only a phone call away.”

Amelia shakes her head but I can see her resolve melting. “I love you, you maddening fool.”

He grins. “Love you too.”

“What did I miss?” Ben asks as he comes to lean against the car in front of me. “Why is the cleaner still watching us?”

I glance over to the other side of the car park where he stands, pretending to be busy whilst keeping an eye on us. “Amelia’s mum called to tell Maddox he spoils Jasmine too much.”

“Which I don’t,” Maddox argues.

“He does,” Amelia agrees. “She wanted a princess castle in the garden. I told her no, but this one went out and built her a massive tree house with a slide and swing underneath.”

“I own a construction company,” he argues.

“And what about the day she was too sick to go to the pamper party and you spent the night pampering her instead?”

Ben chuckles, lowering his gaze, and Maddox hears. “Listen, Sunglasses, she’s hard to say no to. One day, when you have kids of your own, you’ll understand.”

“No judgement here. I just didn’t think you had that side to you.”

“What side would that be?” Maddox confronts him.

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