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He hoped Wendy wouldn't be mad at how messy the study was. Lucian pulled out his seat and dropped the book on the desk with a thud. It gave off dust and Lucian cleaned it again. He opened the book and read the first page. 'Do Not Be Deceived By The Title.' Lucian wanted to laugh out loud at how crass and cliched this was. He could bet that this was a children's book. He was sure it was.

And even when they hadn’t… I no longer let them land. I had too much peace in me now. There wasn’t room for shame anymore. Back at the house, I carried the books Darren had ordered for the nursery upstairs and placed them on the newly assembled shelf. They were all hardcovers with soft pastel covers and gold-stamped lettering: Goodnight Moon, The Velveteen Rabbit, Where the Wild Things Are, Dream Big, Little One, I Am Enough. I traced the spine of each book with my fingertip, whispering the titles softly.

I had no clue if Sunny would even recognize it. It was a pleasant surprise when Sunny hugged the elephant to her and flashed a huge smile—the biggest one I’d contributed to since I’d been back. Her eyes turned to slits as the beautiful grin spread even wider across her face. Carys had admitted that she’d stopped playing the Bee Gees album for Sunny after I left, so I knew she hadn’t heard that song in a long time. Whether she remembered it from before or not, she was sure as hell connecting to it now. Maybe one day she’d connect to me again, too. Charles and his kids presented their gift next: a gigantic stack of children’s books. Charles began reading off the titles, one of which was Monkey

Permit me to say this but I don't think I will regret staying here…. The book clearly covered my face as I tried to find my way through an empty desk. Florida could only laugh at my silly attitude. She just won't understand so I laughed along with her. Dropping down the books, I heaved in relief. "Fifty Shades Of Grey," I read out, caressing the book cover. I'm definitely reading all these. "Shannara Chronicles," “Game of thrones,” "Beautiful Disaster," "wow…..this is really amazing," I exclaimed, reading the title of each book I grabbed.

Zac said in a funny way but it seemed like Caroline didn’t enjoy the joke at all. Caroline glared at Zac with hatred. “Please don’t mind him” I said to end the awkwardness. She ignored me and moved forward towards the kitchen. “Well. Here is the spot where I usually find my daughters spoiling the food most of the times” my father giggled to make the environment funny. “Come on. Not all the times dad.” Anna laughed. The kitchen was an open galley style with top quality appliances, storage galore, all the cooking utensils you would find at home, and fabulous views.

I open the box, and pull out the first book, and I frown even harder because it is titled - Your Dad Will Do, by a Katee Robert. Feeling realy confused, I pull out the second - Priest, by a Sierra Simone, these books are giving me a certain vibe. I pull out another, laughing at the incredulous title - Does It Hurt, by an H.D Carlton, feeling really curious, I open a random page, and frown as I try to make sense of the scene. I gasp as I begin to make sense of it, my mouth falls open at the full realization of what it actually is, the book falls out of my hand with a resounding thud.

Joy smiled, as she finished her brief summary of the book. "Wow. I am speechless. What later happened? Did he give in or disciplined himself?" Kevin and Rachael simply looked on as the two were speaking. "It is left for you to find out. The title of the book is WEIRD FEELING BY PROF ISRAEL. Do search it up on G****e, so as to know which app you can easily read it from. I am eagerly waiting for the part 2 of that book," Joy stated, as Andrew nodded.

"She gets a good-night kiss, too." "Done." "And positive affirmations." "Uh-hub." "And...and..." "Klaus." I gripped her shoulders, forcing eye contact on her. "Go." I read the child Gravity a ridiculously humorous book called I Need a New Butt. To me, it was the height of literature. Fart jokes? Yes. Crack jokes? Yes. Stupid pranks? Yes. The child was a handful, but at least she had an idea about selecting good books. I then covered her with a blanket as if to smother a fire.

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The windows faced the gardens, and the morning light was golden and warm and poured across the reading chairs like honey. She ran her fingers along the spines. Classics, histories, business books that probably belonged to Alexander. Nothing that looked even remotely interesting. “Where do they keep the fun books?” She moved to a different shelf where the light didn't quite reach. There were older volumes here—paperbacks mixed with hardcovers, spines cracked from actual use instead of just decoration. “This is more like it.” She crouched down, scanning titles. A thriller, a mystery and finally a romance with a cover so embarrassingly dramatic she almost laughed out loud. She reached for it an