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“See!” I turned to Michael “What’d I tell you? Shit always hits the fan”

“Relax,” he told me “Banks trusts you So teen queen has a crush on her sensei master”

“His tutelage hs…” Damon taunted

“And my wife has knives wrapped around hers,” I whisper-yelled, aware of our guests “Shit Look at the joined the”

Will and Michael chuckled, not

“I’irl than you,” Damon mused

I wasto hell My wife trusted me, but it really pissed her off when other women still didn’t care that I was n of the most ultimate disrespect In that way, she and Damon were more like their father than they would ever admit

“Get her away fronant wife, please,” Michael said “She looks like a bomb”

Yeah

I started to move away, but Jett ran up to ht her just in time

“Daddy, we’re going to the theater now!” she announced

“You got everyone?” Michael asked Miss Englestat, who ca and Fane in each hand

“Yes, sir,” she told hi behind, and Mrs Cuthbert has tabs on Madden and Octavia Everyone else is accounted for”

Da, but Ivarsen breezed past, his thu away on his phone

“Hey, be good,” Damon called after him

“At everything,” the kid finished for him

I chuckled Tree? Meet apple

“Happy hunting” I kissed ht”

But she started kicking “Let o or Indie will take my seat!”

I dropped her to the floor “Be good”

Without another word, she raced toward the foyer, one of the nannies wrapping her coat around her

As the kids left for the next few hours—set to join the rest of the children in town for treats and festivities at the theater—the music turned a little harder and deeper, and I searched the crowd for Banks again

Butat me

Full white mask Black cloak Near the fireplace I blinked and spun around, trying to find his face again as my pulse skipped a beat