Bradley's POV “I have an idea,” I beamed at Mercedes and she quirked a brow at me.“What?” she asked.“Let's go on a picnic…with the children,” I suggested and she let out a shaky breath.“You don't seem excited,” I noted.“That's because I don't think that's a very good idea.” Mercedes replied.“I think it's an excellent idea. You get to talk and reconnect with the children,” I explained.“I don't think they want to talk to me and I doubt they would even agree to a picnic if they knew I was going to be there. Why don't you take their Aunt Alyssa with you for the picnic?” Mercedes pouted and I bit back a smile.“The children don't want Alyssa, they were actually the ones who asked me if we could all go on a picnic together. They asked about you in specific, not Alyssa,” I told her and Mercedes' face softened.“They really asked about me? You aren't just saying that to make me feel better?” Mercedes questioned and I shook my head as I pulled her into my arms.I couldn't explain the ne
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