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Lyon was holding the other two while his youngest son held onto his leg and was grinning around it at his mother, who looked ready to brain her husband.
From what I could see, she was wearing some kind of sheer looking thing in bright yellow with white shorts underneath and what looked like a bikini top. It was perfect beachwear, I guess, but Lyon didn't seem to think so. Just then, Todd, their son in law, came down the hallway with Caitlin's hand in his. The kid Katarina was holding held out her arms to him, and they did a smooth pass off as if they'd done it a thousand times before.
"What's going on, dad?" I hid my smirk at the way the kid called Lyon dad. He's been doing that a lot lately
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