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"Hey hey, don't get so worked up. Let's talk calmly, okay?" Yves King waved his hands urgently, seeing baby Cade's fiery gaze that looked ready to devour him. Taking a moment to collect himself, he suppressed his stirred emotions and kept soothing her in a softer tone, "Didn't you say we were meeting to talk about work? Let's calm down and sit down to talk properly. Well… umm..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Yves King's words came to an abrupt halt. Baby Cade's eyes were gleaming menacingly, and without another word, she leaned her delicate body forward.
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In broad daylight, a beam of sun shone through the gap in the curtains and fell onto the couch. Bits of light scattered over the man and woman.
Yves King commented in an amused tone, "Baby, you took the day off from work, got drunk at home, and ambushed me, didn't you? Using alcohol as an excuse, you had me all to yourself."