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Liam: You don’t trust us?

Lottie: I trust you. I just feel . . .

Liam: What baby?

Fuck. He wished he was with her. He wasn’t good with this soothing shit, but it was even harder over text. Maybe he should find Nico. Get some help

Lottie: Left out, I guess.

Liam: We’d rather be with you than anywhere else. Or with anyone else.

Lottie: Wow, you’re much sweeter over text.

He shook his head.

Lottie: I’m sending that message to Nico. We might need to get it framed.

He chuckled.

Liam: Only if you want a spanking every time I walk by it.

Lottie: Worth it.

Liam: I’ve created a monster.

Lottie: Rwr.

Liam: What?

Lottie: I was trying to make a monster noise. But that was lame.

He grinned.

Liam: You really tried to go walking outside today?

Lottie: Yeah, I didn’t do well, though.

Liam: Proud of you for trying, baby. You know all you have to do is ask and we’ll help you.

Lottie: I know. Miss you.

Liam: We’ll be home late. Don’t wait up. Text me when you go to bed.

Lottie: Aren’t you gonna say nighty-night, don’t let the bed bugs bite?

Liam: Brat.

“You’re texting Nico?” Victor asked as he sidled up next to him. “You know he’s just down there.”

He stared down at his husband who was at the bar where Maxim had dragged him. He couldn’t see his face from here, but he could tell from the slump of his shoulders that he was having as much fun as Liam was.

Which meant none at all.

He just grunted without answering. Nico and Lottie were right. This had to come out. This wasn’t the way he did things. If Regent tried to shut them out of her life, then he’d have to come up with another plan.

Because Charlotte Malone was his.

Theirs.

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