"Tally, where the hell is your toaster?" I asked as I scanned the kitchen, looking for the only appliance that didn't seem to sit on the counter."Uh, you're really asking me?" Moving towards the kitchen counter, she pulled herself up on it, taking a seat as she bit into a golden red apple, watching me search through every cupboard.She wasn't any help, and it already irritated me. I got little sleep after what had happened between James and I the day before.Groaning in protest, I stood, looking at her with my hands on my hips. "How do you not know where it is? This is your house."Shrugging her shoulders, she rolled her eyes as she continued eating. It was only when James walked into the kitchen I became rigid and froze in my spot. His body brushed gently by mine as he went for the coffee pot."Good morning, ladies," he said with a smile and a chipper tone to his voice. "Morning, Daddy," Tally said as his eyes slowly scanned towards me."Are you having a good morning,
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