What's next?
The Manse
Antoine was not one to let second -- or third, or fourth, or whichever -- chance this was go to waste. He woke up early, brewing a hot latte for Allie, even drawing a heart into it. Then he made waffles for the children, waking Allie's oldest, Brooke, up.
Everything was rolling by the time Allie came down, in a sexy green silk robe. She kissed her husband radiantly, and all was happy and right. Except for her cute blonde cheerleader daughter, who eyed her stepfather just as intently.
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