“That’s okay, Mrs. Pierce. I don’t scare easily,” Kamden stated and winked at me. I
blushed, covering my face with my hands. He reached over and pulled me into his chest.
“How are you, Kamden?” Mom asked.
“I’m good. Ready for the big race,” Kamden replied. His eyes lifted when my father
walked into the living room from the back. Cicely even came over to help my mom set up dinner
for tonight.
“Mr. Pierce,” Kamden said, extending his hand for a shake. I watched my father look at
his hand, glance over at me, then back to Kamden.
“Kamden, nice to see you again,” Dad said as he returned the shake.
I let a long-held breath go and relaxed.
“Are you ready for dinner?” I asked.
“Starving, sweetheart,” Kamden said.
“Who is this, sis?” Eddison Jr. asked, sounding just like his son.
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