CHAPTER EIGHT
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MATT WOKE UP WITH A little bundle of joy, bouncing on his stomach. He liked sleeping on his back and enjoying his kingsize order-made bed. Almost 6.2 feet tall, Matt needed all the space he could get.
He rubbed his face with one hand and steadied the kid with the other. It had become routine already. Every single morning, during the last four days, he had woken up with Nat jumping up and down on him, and he wondered if the child did the same thing with his mother.
Matt thought about the differences in size and muscles between Nora and him. He wondered how she fared after such an episode. She was just a slip of a woman, no match for the energetic bouncing of the child.
His training with Bryan had defined Matt's abs some more, and he was in great shape. H
