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DAXTON POV The second we stepped out of the living room, leaving Maria and her Mom behind, I threw a grin Henry’s way and couldn’t resist. “Did you hear that? Maria just gave you an order to go help Dad in the kitchen. Man, I never thought I’d see the day the little girl would have you marching around like her personal soldier.” I shook my head, chuckling. “She’s got you wrapped around her little finger, sending you off to play chef.” Henry scoffed, crossing his arms and shooting me a glare. “As if you’re not under the same spell! You’re the one who ran out of there first.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh, I am. No denying that. But watching you go from tough guy to love-struck puppy? Funniest thing I’ve ever witnessed, hands down.” He shot me a look, and before he could counter, I gave