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Everything from last night rushes back at once. So I come to grinning like a damn fool, tightening my arm around her.

A tiny noise comes out of her, but she doesn't wake up.

Her red hair's spread across my shoulder and pillow. One leg is tangled with mine beneath the blankets, and her hand rests flat over my stomach like sometime during the night she decided I might disappear if she didn't keep hold of me.

My smile gets even bigger. I bury my face in her hair and inhale.

Well, hell. This is the best morning of my life.

She makes a sleepy little sound and shifts against me.

My dick immediately takes notice.

Settle down, asshole.

I glance at the clock.

Seven seventeen.

Charlie.

The thought snaps me out of whatever filthy direction my brain was about to go. I carefully roll onto my side and brush Lainey's hair away from her face. "Sweetheart?"

She makes another sleepy sound.

I smile and stroke my thumb over her cheek. "Lainey."

Her eyes crack open. "Yeah?"

"I'm gonna go check on Charlie."

That wakes her up a little more. "I'll come." She starts to move.

I tighten my arm around her. "No. Keep sleeping. I'll go check on her."

"Mama's had her all night."

"And now her daddy can go take over."

She sleepily stares at me for a second.

I kiss her forehead. "Go back to sleep. I'll be back."

"You don't have to. I can go deal with Mama."

I chuckle. "I'm not afraid of your mama."

"I should probably get up anyway."

"Nope."

"Jagger."

"You barely slept last night."

Her cheeks immediately turn pink.

I grin and wiggle my eyes.