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He put the book down. “Someone who laughs at my bad jokes,” he said. “Someone who doesn’t mind when I leave my socks on the floor. Someone brave enough to tell me when I’m wrong.”

Elena rolled over, grinning. “I know. It’s adorable.”

Leo closed his book. “My… type?”

“Supermodels leave their socks on the floor, too, honey. But no. Not my type.”

As she sauntered off, victorious, Elena poked her head from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a dish towel. “How’d it go?” 246. Dad Crush

“Room. Now.”

Mia nodded, filing this away. “So… not a supermodel.” He put the book down

“Anything,” he said, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird.