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“It’s not,” Dylan said. “I know my wife does more than me and always has in terms of the household, but I know enough to notice when she needs a break.”

“Everyone’s marriage is different,” he said.

Leigh never worked and maybe that was the balance they had. She cared for the house and their daughter.

But Dillion had a career and he’d never want her to give it up.

He’d never ask for that, just like she’d never ask him to do it.

“It is,” Dylan said. “You’re good for my daughter. I’m glad she opened up enough for you to find each other. I worried she’d be alone forever.”

“We might have had a little help,” he said. “But I’ll let her tell you that if you don’t mind. I’m too embarrassed over it now.”

“Embarrassment is part of life,” he said. “And a relationship. This thing with Alec’s parents. Be honest, what are your thoughts?”

It looked as if Dylan had finally calmed down.

“I’ve got mixed thoughts. It’s going to come down to what is the harm of them getting some pictures and knowing a little about their granddaughter. Dillion has the control and I believe one hundred percent she will pull back at any sign if it’s not what is good for Gianna.”

“Because she was raised well,” Dylan said.

“I was, Dad.”

Both he and Dylan turned to see Dillion standing in the doorway.

“How long have you been standing there?” he asked.

“Long enough. Thank you, Jax, for standing up for me. And thank you, Dad, for giving me the space to make decisions on my own.”

“I don’t think I have much of a choice.”

“You do,” she said. “A wise wonderful man once said that we all have a choice. We can change it, bitch about it, or accept it. In this situation, the bigger man will accept that you taught me well.”

“Now you’re just sucking up, Dillion,” Leigh said. “Jax, keep your eye on her. She’s a sly one. She’s got some salesman blood in her too.”

He held his hand out for Dillion to come to him.

She moved over and sat on his lap.

“I won’t take my eyes off of her.”

Gianna came running into the room. “Why is everyone in here? I’m hangry!”

“Who taught her that?” her father asked. “She says it all the time and it’s annoying.”

“Jax did,” Gianna said, giggling and running over to climb on his lap too.

“Be good with my girls,” her father said.

“You have my word!”

EPILOGUE

Six Months Later

“Gianna seemed good today,”Jax said to Dillion when they were walking into the building for work.

They drove in together since he’d spent the night. She’d like him to move in and was trying to figure out the best way to broach it.

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