Aaron shot her a cold look, jerking his chin toward the balcony. “Be my guest. The railing is right there. Since I’m here, I can even help make it quick and clean for you.”Zoe pouted. “You’re so heartless, Uncle. And you forgot again, you’re supposed to call me baby. It adds a nice touch of affection.”“And you can stop calling me by that disgusting title,” Aaron snapped, his brow furrowing. Every time she said it, it made his skin crawl.“Then what should I call you?” She tilted her head, playing the part of the innocent ingenue. “Aren’t you my uncle-in-law?”“I haven’t so much as touched a hair on your aunt’s head,” he growled. That damn engagement was a headache he didn’t need.Zoe set her milk down and suddenly leaned across the table, her face inches from his. “Maybe you haven’t touched your fiancée,” she whispered, her voice dropping into a sultry lilt, “but you’ve certainly made a meal out of her niece, haven’t you, Uncle?”Her warm breath, sweet with the scent of milk, brushe
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