DAXTON

She scowled, diverting her gaze from me. I couldn't help but chuckle, amused.

"Are the kids yours?" She suddenly asked, and I rose to my feet, scooping Kaia, the youngest of the three, into my arms.

"Why? Does it bother you?" I teased, and she lowered her gaze.

"I would hate to think that I made them fatherless when I finally kill you," she muttered.

"How considerate of you," I said, and she heaved a sigh.

"Uncle, who is this scary woman?" Anna, the eldest, asked, ...