"Precious, come on, let’s go!” Royal bellowed up the stairs looking for any sign of the child.
“Just a minute!” she screeched back.
“Mommy is going to ring my neck if we’re late.” He looked up and groaned his heart in his throat as she climbed a leg over the banister and slid down the rail with a loud cackle, her Disney princess underwear flashing him the entire way down. He caught her before she hit the knob at the bottom and swung her squealing into the air. “You’re going to give me a heart attack.”
She clutched his neck, squeezing it tightly. “Throw me again, Daddy.”
Ever since he told her he’d gotten approved to adopt her, Uncle Royal no longer existed. It had been two months since he and Famke gained sole custody of her, and he was thrilled. He was Daddy all the time. His brother
