Destiny Blaine Behind the Game (pdf)

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he seemed destined to miss with Ally, he would find
in his little girls. They were full of life much like
their mother or at least, the way she used to be
before he stripped her of the ability to live her life to
the fullest.
Much to Tanner s surprise, Molly and Holly took
up with David more than anyone else. Ally s mother
was closing in on eighty years old and spent most of
her days in bed. Although, she looked better with her
granddaughters toddling around. Her eyes danced
with love as she watched them.
Tanner crept up on them poolside. Momma? For
years Tanner had referred to Mrs. Stephens as Mother
or Momma because she d been like a mother to him
and he adored her. Since he d been so distanced from
Ally, he d gone the extra mile to take care of her for
Ally.
She jumped up from her seat and clasped her
hands together as if to clap in celebration but once
she read his expression, her eyes dropped and the
excitement disappeared She s not with you?
He shook his head.
But she s coming, right?
I don t think so. Tanner shrugged off his
despair and turned to watch his little angels as they
played in the elaborate kiddie pool he had installed
specifically for them.
My daddy. They both chirped his name at the
same time and pointed.
Mrs. Stephens smiled. It appears my daughter
showed these two countless photographs because
they are very familiar with their father. They ve
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pointed you out in the pictures here without any
trouble.
Tanner kicked off his shoes and rolled up his
pants so he could go wade in the water with his little
daughters. Yes, that s right. I m your daddy.
They both agreed again. My daddy.
Yes, I m your daddy. He would never tire of
hearing the sweetest word known to man.
One of the twins quickly showed him a boat while
the other hit him on the shin with a plastic doll. You
must be Molly.
She giggled and hit him again. Ally told him she
was an aggressive little tyke but she failed to tell him
she could be rotten to the core. Mischief existed in
her eyes and he just wanted to pick her up and
squeeze her until he possessed some of the
impishness for himself. He thought better of it when
she turned away, reaching for David.
Watch it, Tanner, David warned. Before you
think those two are just eager to be held and loved,
remember whose children they are and wait until
they get to know you.
Molly cried then. She held her arms up and
squealed, David shook his head. I love these two but
understand, I didn t sign on for kids. He kicked his
shoes off and held his arms out. Come on. Come
over here to Uncle David. He watched as the kid sat
down with a splash right in the center of the pool.
What did I tell ya? She s her mother s child through
and through.
Tanner tousled her hair and started to lift her out
of the water but a little hand emerged from the
water and she smacked his cheek.
He held her arm, loosening his grip when fear
washed over her face. No, Molly.
Her tears came in droves then. She squealed out
and splashed around like crazy. She reached for David
again. Uncle David!
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I don t think they ve had a lot of discipline,
David pointed out, plucking the little one from the
water and wrapping her in a huge beach towel.
Probably about as much as her mother had.
Tanner winked at Mrs. Stephens.
Then she s had her backside paddled a few
times, Mrs. Stephens said proudly.
I doubt it. Tanner studied Holly the quieter
one.
Would you like to swim with daddy? He held his
hands out and to his surprise, the little girl reached
for him warming his heart in the same spot her
mother had undoubtedly bruised.
* * * *
Hours later, the men met to discuss Tanner s
royal fuck-up. He could hardly wait to hear the brutal
butt-chewing he deserved.
Darren slammed his tumbler down on the bar.
You dumb fucking ass. He wheeled around to face
Tanner when he walked into the study with David
right on his heels.
Tanner glared at the brothers. She wanted to
know who she was aligning herself with and I took her
to Colombia.
Darren brought the glass to his lips again and
gulped his drink before returning it to the bar with
one more forceful slam. You re a stupid fuck, [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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