His Mate Her Savior
my second child, Elena, says.
“He’s playing with his poop?” Theia asks appalled.
I give my mate a look but he’s too busy holding in his laugh to correct our children. I notice that Xander, Rich, Cohen, Emerson, and Grandpa Liam all have similar struggles, ready to burst out in laughter.
“It’s better than throwing poop,” Little Leander says, and now it’s my turn to fight to laugh.
“Yeah, vampires throw poop!” Felicity, Xander and Maeve’s oldest daughter says.
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