“Are you really going to make me hire a new nanny for Amelia?”
Are we still on that argument? I sigh and run a hand through my hair. I unbuckle my seatbelt and stand, wanting to be eye-level with him, well, closer to his level. He’s still quite a bit taller than I am.
“You don’t want me around, Levi. You can barely look at me.”
His tongue
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Disappointing - very poorly written with no understanding of good sentence structure.