"Damn it! Would someone please remember I was shot with an arrow today," I howled. Aya wiggled past Nikita and rushed to place herself between me and danger.
"Stop beating up my Daddy...I mean Cáel," Aya declared. "He's not my Daddy yet."
"He is not your Daddy ever, Aya," Elsa insisted.
"I don't know about that," Nikita holstered her sidearm. "With the way their mother was eating him up with her eyes..." Whack! That was Elsa punching me in the shoulder. I truly appreciated Aya's defense, but I wished she was taller.
"Is there any woman at Havenstone you are not seducing?" she accused me.
"Can I get back to you on that?" I evaded.
"Cáel!" Nikita blasted me with outrage.
"Cáel, come back to the bedroom and I'll comfort you," Loraine offered.
"NO!" Nikita and Elsa shouted.
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