“Can I go outside to play with Banana Bread some more?” Maddie folded her hands in a prayer position. “Pleeeeeease, Daddy?”
As if Holt could refuse her anything when she called him Daddy? “Well, since school is officially out for the summer and you don’t have to be up and out first thing tomorrow, I suppose you can have a little more playtime.”
“Thank you!” Without giving him a chance to change his mind, she bolted out the backdoor, BB on her heels, into the newly fenced backyard.
Cayla huffed a laugh.
“What?” he asked.
“She’s totally figured you out. Hit you with those big brown eyes and call you Daddy, and you’ll agree to almost anything.”
“I fit quite neatly around her little finger. I admit it.” Holt snagged his wife around the waist and nuzzled her neck. “I’m just as big a softi
