Page 65 of My Fake Mafia Daddy

The realization that I love this boy with all my heart.

With a groan, I heave Arlo into my arms and take him to the closest tree. I press his back against the bark and crush my lips to his.

"I love you too, sweet angel." The orchestra plays Beethoven as I kiss Arlo with everything I have. "Mine."

Arlo melts in my arms like a bowl of rainbow sprinkle ice cream left on a sunny picnic table. "I can't wait to be your boy, Daddy. I want to get to know Nana more, too. Maybe we can bake cookies together. My mama wasn't able to do motherly things with me, but Nana can take her place. Maybe she can teach me to bake garlic bread."

I lick Arlo's lips. "She'd love that, boy. You're officially part of the clan."

My phone buzzes in my pocket.

Nikolai:We reserved Little Land for Arlo to play with Christian, Rowan, and Karter tomorrow. Let me know when you want to show up

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