Chapter 125 The Things Fathers Know

SLOANE

Riley was sitting cross-legged in the middle of my bed with a heating pad on her lap and the expression of a woman who had been waiting since 9:26 p.m.

"Close the door," she said.

I closed the door.

"Lock it."

I locked it.

"Sit."

I sat on the edge of the bed in last night's green dress...

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