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Spencer’s first order of business was going to be cleaning house by getting rid of the moles on his father’s payroll. The second thing he was going to do was reward those who had remained loyal to him and Sate with generous bonuses and incentives.
Then he was going to try to forget Kayla O’Connell.
Chapter Thirty-Four
“Still believe Kaylahas changed?” Ian walked into their kitchen, sliding the morning paper across the table.
Lexi glanced at the headlines as she tipped more French toast sticks onto the serving plate, then turned to wipe her daughter’s sticky syrup fingers.
“Who’s Kayla?” asked their son Patrick.
“No one you know,” Lexi told him. “Go finish getting ready for school. You don’t want to be late for the bus again.”
“Daddy will take us,” Kate said, flashing her father a brilliant grin. “Won’t you, Daddy?”
Lexi withheld her sigh. Kate was such a daddy’s girl, and Ian ate it up like candy.
“Of course I will, sweetheart.”
Kate hopped off her chair and gave her dad a big hug, then skipped off to find her shoes.
“You’re spoiling her, Dad,” Patrick said matter-of-factly, his expression more mature than it should have been for a seven-year-old. “She’s in kindergarten now. She has to learn how to do things for herself.”
“When did he get so grown-up?” Ian muttered as his son left the room.
“Since one of the kids called him a baby for having his father drive him to school,” Lexi told him.
Ian scowled. “What’s wrong with me dropping them off once in a while?”
“Nothing.”
“But ...?”
“But ... it wouldn’t hurt to let them take the bus.”
“Do you know the kinds of things that happen on the school bus?”
