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“Can you bring me a band-aid for her cut?”
“Sure.” As she left, I decided to pick up my little fighter and take her back to the bedroom. But the problem was as soon as slid my arms around my little fighter and started to stand up with her, a nerve tightened and throbbed at my side, making it impossible to stand up with her weight in my arms.
“You need to take it easy,” Dom said, coming up beside me. “The doctor said you need at least a week of bed rest.”
As soon as those words left Dom’s mouth, Katlyn jumped back and said, “Yes, let’s go to bed. I want to kiss you.”
What? Katlyn grabbed my hand and started to drag me toward the stairs, only to change her mind and pull me in the opposite direction. “Darling, where are you going?” I asked.
“We. We are going outside.” She repli
