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CHAPTER 125

Author: Holly S Roberts
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“Do you think Jon and Bitsy will want me to adopt them?” Reed asked sleepily.

“I think they will. When are you going to ask?”

“Tomorrow.” He looked at the clock and smiled. “Today, but right now, let’s cuddle.”

I liked that idea, but of course, cuddling turned to sex before we finally passed out and slept until the morning sun was high in the sky.

“Come on, sleepyhead, get up, and take a quick shower. I called Chi Chi and she’s heading to the practice field so I can talk to Jon and Bitsy.”

His face was animated, and Reed the little boy was back. He was hell-bent on getting back to our suite as soon as possible. We showered together, but washed ourselves, which made me grouchy. I didn’t bother fixing my hair or I think he’d have strangled me. A little makeup and ponytail was all I had time for before he pulled me out the door. He carried my bag, so I guessed we weren’t going back to the room.

Jon and Bitsy were watching television when we came in. Reed hugged Bitsy and kissed her
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