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The men drop their heads, and I tilt mine.

"You owe my daughter a princess tea party."

Their heads shoot up while the men behind me try to contain their laughter as Mel snorts, "And she wonders where her daughter's devious mind comes from."

But I ignore them: "I mean, the whole thing—the full works. Pink tables, tea cakes, bouncy houses, fancy dresses that you will all be wearing, as well as tiaras."

They all look at me, hoping I'm talking out of my ass to scare them, but I stand tall and say,

"I've been searching for my daughter's father for five years. We had this amazing fire-burning connection, and because of a jealous woman who lied to me, I ran away without getting the full facts. She also lied to Noah, so he didn't stick around for my next shift. Then I found out I was pregnant. My parents kicked me out after trying to sell me to a man fifteen years older than me, who then tried to take my baby off me once they realized she was a girl, then tried to sell her to a 42-year-old man. In between all that, I have been going to school, raising a baby, working full time, and trying to find the one man who had my heart, the father of my child, who, let's face it, hasn't been a monk these past five years like I have because he's struggled, which is hard for me to overcome.

We finally get our bearings together and give in to something that we should have had for the past five years, then you lot fuck up epically by standing down when a jealous bitch attacks me, then nearly hurts MY DAUGHTER..." I shout the last bit,my anger taking place. I’ve been through a lot, and I have had enough. I want my happy ever after, and I know it doesn't matter how many times I say we can’t be together; he is my happy ever after.

The men flinch and swallow while I take a deep breath. "You owe my daughter, YOUR niece, a princess tea party."

They all nod frantically while the men behind me laugh out loud.

I nod back. "Right, then we are done here." I point to the men, "You plan a day for the party and make sure it is a little girl's dream; if you struggle, ask Mel." Then I turn to the men behind me and say, "You men can now go." I look towards Doc, who grins at my authority, "You have a patient waiting to be discharged." I turn to Mel and say, "You have a spa date with me and Lilah on Saturday; no men allowed." I hear Dagger grumble, and I try to keep my stoic face together while Mel bites her bottom lip, her shoulders shaking with silent laughter, "and I have a patient on the third floor before my shift is over that thankfully is not an 89-year-old man wanting a fucking vasectomy."

I go to walk out as the men try to hold in their laughter while Mel giggles when someone clears their throat, and I turn to see Noah's dad,

"What about my son, sweetheart?"

I smile at him and say, "He will be getting a visit after my shift before we pick up our girl."

Everyone grins at me while Noah's dad nods before kissing my forehead and saying, "Thank you."

I nod before turning around and heading to my patient, hoping I'm not making a mistake.

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Chapter 19

Slicer

I checked my phone for the fifth time this morning, and nothing—no text, no call—absolutely fucking nothing.

It's been five days since Meghan said she was taking Lilah away for a few days, and I haven't heard from her since.

Fuck.

I scrub a hand down my face.

How in the hell am I supposed to convince her that we can make this work if she won't turn on her fucking phone?

Mel said she should have been back at work two days ago but hasn't seen her yet, and neither has Doc. Where the fuck is she?

Is she okay?

Is Lilah OK?

I look down at the paperwork for all the club businesses. As club treasurer, I need to ensure we're profiting each month, which means a shitton of paperwork for me. I crick my neck before trying to concentrate. The bar will be open soon, and it's all hands-on deck, with Leah now working on her family law office a few doors down. I'm two hours in, and most of the paperwork is complete when I check my phone again, and fucking nothing.

Frustration takes over, and I launch the pen across the room before sighing and dropping my head in my hands.

"What did that pen ever do to you?"

My head snaps up, my eyes making contact with my girl's gorgeous blue ones, and I instantly sit back in my chair in relief, and she smiles at me, walking into my office, ensuring to shut the door behind her before walking around my desk, then taking a seat in my lap where she curls around me. My arms instantly wrap around her and tighten as she places her nose in the crook of my neck before mumbling.

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