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Uh-oh.I looked at Colt.

“Lola’s running some errands.”

“Ahh.”

“I can be nice,” Daisy insisted. “I can help you.”

Colt crossed his arms. “There are some people out there who are not nice.”

Daisy crossed her arms too. Another Colt move that had me coughing to hide the urge to laugh.

“You shouldn’t be friends with mean people, Daddy.”

“I’m going to places a little girl shouldn’t go.”

Her pointed chin went up. “I’mnotlittle.”

Okay, I decided to help him out. “I’d love some company.” I opened my desk drawer and pulled out a multi-colored stack of my origami paper. “I can teach you to make some origami. For your dad.”

I saw the spark of interest in her blue eyes. She wavered.

I started folding one sheet. “Your dad likes bears.”

“No, I don’t.”

“I want to make a bear for daddy.” Daisy crossed to my desk. Behind her, Colt rolled his eyes to the ceiling.

“We’ll be fine.” I made a shooing motion with my hand.

He nodded, then stepped toward the door. He paused. “Thanks.”

That word sounded a little rusty. I watched him stalk out the door. “All right, gorgeous girl, let’s get to work.” I kicked off my shoes, sat down on the floor, and started folding. Daisy dropped down beside me with a sheet of bright purple paper in her hand.

“Can you teach me to make a bear?”

“I sure can.”

Daisy’s grumpy mood evaporated quickly. Especially after we left a small army of colored bears in various poses on Colt’s desk. I grinned as I imagined his face when he saw them.

“Who taught you to make origami, Macy?”

“My mom.”

“Oh.” Daisy looked at the floor. “My mom died when I was a baby.”

“I know, sweetheart.” Sympathy filled me. “I’m sorry.”

“Daddy isn’t my real daddy. He’s actually my uncle, but became my daddy.”

“He loves you. I know it hurts not to have your mom, but you’re lucky to have your daddy. And your uncles and Lola.”

Daisy nodded, fiddling with some of the paper. “Do you have uncles? And a daddy?”

I shook my head. “It was just me and my mom. Now it’s just me.”

A worried look crossed the little girl’s face, and she grabbed my hand. “You have us now. You can have my dad. And my uncles.”

A laugh escaped me. There was a fantasy that any red-blooded woman would love—the Fury brothers all to herself. I cleared my throat. “Thanks, Daisy. You don’t need to worry about me. I’m happy. I’m free to travel, and have lots of adventures. My mom believed you should have fun and be happy. That life should be filled with new experiences.”

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