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... ghtening. There was no point denying it, he was jealous.

Claire might be close to him now, but Zeke was still her father. Still Cassidy’s ex-husband. And that alone was enough to sting.

He thought back to when Zeke had said, "Thank you." Polite. Calm. But underneath it, something possessive. Like Xavier was just a stand in. Like Cassidy and Claire were still his.

It made Xavier’s blood simmer.

Who did he think he was?

Cassidy wasn’t his wife anymore. And C ...

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