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In a perfect world, I’d see my daughter every day while I built a future with the woman I love.

I don’t live in a perfect world.

I live in a complicated world full of challenges. I’ll make it all work. I have to.

***

“I haven’t slept this much in years.” Katie looks up at me.

I’m back in bed.

I spent most of my afternoon on the phone talking to my daughter, her mother and my attorney.

Kristin wanted to know when she’d be able to visit me in New York.

Madison shut that down quickly, saying that she needed to find a job before they could plan another trip.

They’re still living under my parents’ roof.

I suspect that will stay the same until Madison can set herself up in a small place.

“How long have you been awake?”

I planned on being here when she opened her eyes, but I was in the kitchen prepping a salad while I semi-argued with Madison about the future.

I kept the tone of my voice down not just so I wouldn’t wake Katie, but I didn’t want to get Madison fueled up.

Kristin’s been through enough. She doesn’t need the added stress of listening to us debate what’s best for her future.

“Not long,” she answers with a smile.

“You’ve been carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders for years.” I brush my lips over her forehead. “I wish I had known what you went through.”

Her hand leaps to my face to cradle my cheek.

“I’ll do everything in my power to take care of you now,” I go on, “I love you, Katie.”

“I love you,” she whispers back. “I’m so happy that you’re here.”

I move so I’m closer to her. I know she can feel the brush of my hard cock against her hip.

“You’re happy that you’re here too,” she sighs. “I’ve missed you.”

I’m about to show her just how badly I’ve missed her.

Chapter 53

Kate

Gage’s fingers slide over my hip before they dive between my legs.

He groans when he feels how wet I am.

“Jesus, Katie,” he growls out between clenched teeth. “I could blow my load just from touching you.”

“I want more,” I say shamelessly kicking back the covers that are shielding my body from his view.

“More,” he repeats back, gliding down my body. He peppers kisses over my skin.


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