"As you wish," I immediately respond and carry her with an arm around her waist to the shower. Fixing the temperature makes me think about my son, "How’s Ashton Tate?" "Good. He’s been playing with his new toys nonstop," Ivy responds, letting go of my shoulders when I put her down under the stream of warm water, "He loved everything you got him. I know I complained it was too much, but it ended up being perfect. He’s been less of a pain in my ass lately.” "That's great," I laugh. "And... uhm," she frowns and stops herself, thinking twice about whatever she was going to say, but I can see she really wants to ask it. "What is it?" "I noticed his birth mark grew," she murmurs and lifts a hand to point at her hair, "The Silvan genes, you know. I thought my genes were stronger, but yours are fighting for territory in my baby's hair." I can't stop my pleased smile. "This might be bad news for you, but my genes will win," I state, shrugging smugly, "He's getting ready to shif
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