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“Are you sure this is a good idea?”Harper asked as she glanced toward the community room where several of the guys were watching a movie.

“They wouldn’t leave it here if they didn’t want us to find it,” Carlee said.

Harper fidgeted with the hem of her dress and sighed.“Daddy said if I snuck candy again, he was going to give me an enema.”

Carlee’s eyes widened, but she was smiling.“Has he given you one yet?”

“No.He takes my temperature in my bottom every day, though.”

Remi nodded.“Yeah.That doesn’t surprise me.He is a medic after all.”

“Ah ha!”Ivy whisper shouted as she pulled out a big bowl of chocolate.

“Hurry, grab a handful and put it in your pockets before someone comes in here,” Remi said as she reached for the candy.

All four women stuffed their pockets full before they quickly returned the bowl to its rightful spot.

“Let’s go in the playroom.We can pretend we’re having Book Club,” Carlee said as she started off in that direction.

Harper glanced toward her Daddy, who was talking to Bear and not paying attention to what they were up to.Usually, his eyes were on her all the time, so maybe this was a sign that she wouldn’t get caught.

It wasn’t lost on her that while she knew she’d get into trouble if she got caught, it didn’t scare her.She was safe with Levi.He loved her.The real kind of love she’d always dreamed of.

They made it into the playroom and settled on the floor in a circle.Carlee reached behind her, grabbed four books from the shelf, and then passed them around.Harper giggled when she looked down at the one she ended up with.Disciplining His Little.That was hitting a bit close to home considering she had a pocket full of candy she wasn’t supposed to have.

Storm appeared in the doorway of the playroom, a deep scowl on his face.The first time Harper had met him, she’d been terrified of the man, but he wasn’t as scary as he appeared.Although he was a big grumpy pants.Not that she would tell him.Nope.She didn’t have a death wish.

“Which one of you brats put your red sock in with my whites?”he demanded as he held up a pink shirt.

Harper’s eyes widened.When she glanced around at the other women, they were grinning, completely unfazed by him.

“Why would you think it was us?Maybe you don’t know how to separate your laundry correctly,” Remi said.

His nostrils flared.“Remi, don’t think I won’t throw you over my shoulder and take you directly to your Daddy to have your ass spanked.”

“Oooh, you said a bad word!”Carlee snapped.“You have to put money in the swear jar now.”

Harper covered her mouth to hide the laughter threatening to break free as he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“What the fuck are you talking about?We don’t have a swear jar.”

Ivy nodded and pointed to one of the higher shelves that held a glass jar with aSwear Jarsign taped to it.“Ya, huh.We aren’t allowed to cuss so you guys can’t either.It’s five dollars every time you swear.Ten when you say the f-word.So cough it up.Fifteen bucks.”

Storm stared down at them, his dark eyes narrowed as he pulled out his wallet.“You know what.Here’s a fifty to get me by for a day or two.Now, who put the goddamn red sock in with my clothes?”

“Not sure what you’re talking about Uncle Storm.Pink is definitely your color, though,” Carlee replied.

He sighed and moved his gaze to Harper, then raised an eyebrow.“Do you know who did it?”

She lowered her gaze, and then glanced at her friends, who were struggling to keep from laughing.

After taking a deep breath, she turned toward him and smiled.“Maybe you need glasses?I heard when you get old you can’t identify colors as well.”

Storm’s eyes widened, clearly surprised by her sassy answer.He ran a hand over his dark hair and huffed.“When did you become a brat?I thought you were the good one of the group.I’m not old.”

Harper scrunched her face.“But you have gray hairs.”

The three other women burst out laughing as he stomped off, muttering under his breath about brats needing their asses spanked.Harper started giggling right along with them.

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