A brief teaser of the Afterward:
Emmett picked up his youngest, bouncing the kid on his knee. He knew that a lot of current medical doctors now said it was a bad thing to do, but it was something lots of parents used to do. He knew his father used to and it certainly hadn't hurt him any.
Besides, he liked hearing Jerrimatt, his youngest son, giggle. Morrigan and Sebastian were in second and first respectively, and Valerie would be starting preschool in the fall. He was truly blessed, even if his relationship with his full grown daughter was estranged at best.
Bree, when she'd barely turned eighteen – almost two years prior – had ran off to join Mustang Ranch in Nevada. He'd only talked to her three times since her decision, and each of those three times had left him wanting to drive down there so he could drag her out of that brother by her ear.
Of course, as he didn't want to see her in anything other than as full-clothed, he still hadn't done it.
But the fact that she was prostituting herself out for a living made him want to throw up just thinking about it.
And, okay, pot meet kettle and all that, after all, he'd had the same sexual drive that apparently she'd gotten from him. But he was her dad. He could judge and condemn if he damn well pleased.
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