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Chapter 60 A Better Wake-Up Call Than Coffee

작가: Sathara
Christine's P.O.V.

“I think it’s too late now,” I murmured, peeking out the window after dinner. The kids were already in their pajamas, ready for bed. “It looks like it’s going to rain. It’s not safe to drive back home with Martin.”

“Are we sleeping here?” Martin asked, just as thrilled as the triplets. Seeing that boy smile filled my heart with warmth. Something told me he deserved all the love he’d been denied, and I was more than willing to give it to him.

“I don’t know…” Elliot said, moving toward me with that dominant, predatory air of his, like a panther stalking its prey. I instinctively stepped back. “Are you inviting us to spend the night?”

“I suppose it’s fine for one night,” I replied, just as the kids dragged Martin toward the bedroom, laughing all the way. Elliot leaned on the doorframe and tilted his head toward me.

“Don’t worry. There are plenty of spare rooms. The kids never use theirs.”

“Sleeping surrounded by plush dinosaurs doesn’t sound like my ideal night,”
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