Page 116 of Stuck with my Boss Daddies

Kai scoffed. “I did not cry.”

Samuel raised a brow. “You absolutely did. Your mother said so.”

Adam was wheezing. “And then, to make it worse, this old farmer comes over, doesn’t check on Kai, doesn’t make sure he’s okay—he just walks up, looks at the goat, and says, ‘Good job, Buster.’”

I howled. “Stop.”

“You’re lucky that goat didn’t break your ribs,” Samuel said.

“I was small but durable,” Kai said, shrugging. “Still am.”

Adam grinned. “Tell that to the coffee table you tripped over last week.”

I gasped. “You tripped over a coffee table?”

Kai pointed at him. “That was not my fault. That table came out of nowhere.”

Adam waved a hand. “It was in the same place it always is.”

Kai opened his mouth, then shut it, scowling.

I shook my head, my cheeks aching from laughing so hard. “You two are a disaster.”

“Oh, absolutely,” Adam said cheerfully. “But a fun disaster.”

Samuel shifted, exhaling slowly as he leaned against the arm of the couch. The firelight flickered over his face, making him more handsome than he had ever been.

“You two are ridiculous,” he muttered, but his voice lacked any real bite.

Adam grinned. “Yeah, yeah, but you love us.”

Samuel didn’t confirm or deny it. Instead, he let a small, almost reluctant smile tug at his lips before shaking his head.

I watched him carefully. Out of all of them, Samuel was the hardest to read. He didn’t fill silences the way Adam did, didn’t offer easy vulnerability like Kai. He was reserved, always watching.

And right now, something about the way he was watching me made my breath catch.

I tilted my head. “What about you?”

His brow arched. “What about me?”

“You’re not getting out of story time that easily.”

Adam beamed. “Oh, I like where this is going.”

Kai smirked. “Yeah, Samuel. Give us something.”

Samuel sighed, rubbing a hand along his jaw. “I don’t think I have anything quite as entertaining as a vengeful goat.”

“I don’t believe that for a second,” I said. “Come on. Something embarrassing, something funny. We’ve all suffered.” I paused. “Well, they’ve suffered. I’m still winning.”

Kai let out a low laugh. “She’s got a point.”

Samuel studied me for a moment, laughter flickering in his gaze, before he finally spoke.

“When I was twelve,” he said slowly, “I thought I was unstoppable.”

Adam snorted. “This is already good.”

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