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{Wyatt’s P.O.V.} One year later “SAMSON VALENCIA! GET BACK HERE!” I hear an angelic voice roar down the hallway. I peek my head out from my office and see that Sam is running around naked for the one-hundredth time this week. Sam runs straight to me as I open the door and I catch him in my arms as he squeals in delight. “Daddy, mommy mad,” he says in his broken baby words. “Well, son, it appears that mommy is mad because you’re running around buck naked, again,” I tell him, and he laughs even more. I take him back to our room where I know Rylee was getting ready to give him a bath so we could get ready for the party. “Ugh, why does he take after you!?” Rylee shouts as I bring Sam back to her. “He’s my son deares