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Gabe couldn’t argue that, though Brooke’s looks were only a shts

He tilted his head to study the serious little girl “You know, you kind of do”

By now, Brooke had reached them “What’s that?”

“The two of you You sort of resemble each other”

“You think?” Brooke studied the ten year old with ood huether once “There you go We’re twinkies!”

Delighted, Macy grinned “Yes, we’re twinkies I wish I was pretty like you”

From Brooke’s expression, the painful comment pricked her heart in the sairl of ten should have low self-esteem

“You are pretty, Macy Remember, we’re twinkies?”

“Oh, yeah” A tiny sht her eyes They had their work cut out for theood about herself

“You both have a diently into Macy’s cheek and winked “Co toy without us”

Brooke sucked in a worried gasp and bolted toward AJ Gabe and Macy followed at a slower pace He didn’t get why Brooke freaked out if AJ so , too But in the end, he knew his son was in good hands

When AJ saw her co, certain they were playing a gah over her head and spun hiht into Gabe’s heart

“AJ likes Brooke, too,” Macy said quietly “She’s really nice”

Gabe watched his son with the nanny, throat constricting AJ did like Brooke In the space of such a short tiht his son had cried when she left for the day Cried and asked for “Book, Book” Gabe had fought like mad not to call her back and ask her to stay for dinner