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Me:

Yes, Dad. Just grabbing a latte. No strange men have abducted me. Yet.

Steele:

Mmm. I don’t know. I might need proof of life. Selfie?

Me:

Hard pass.

Steele:

One little pic. Humor me.

Me:

You’re ridiculous.

Steele:

Still waiting…

Me:

Not happening.

Steele:

Fine. But if you’re not back in 20 minutes, I’m sending out a search party.

Me:

You’re at practice. Maybe you should focus on that.

Steele:

Doesn’t mean I can’t multitask. Also doesn’t mean I’m not thinking about you with your legs over my shoulders.

My entire body heats as I press my thighs together and shoot him a glare he can’t see.

Me:

Steele.

Steele:

What? You started it with the “what’s in it for me” comment.

Me:

You’re the worst.

Steele:

Liar. I’m the best.

Me:

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