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"Me? Raising a kid!? I don't even like kids!" Luke paced back and forth in your kitchen after he told you about April. You quirked a brow at him as his face turned a deep shade of scarlet, which usually never happened. "I think I'm going to pass out."
"Not in my house. Luke, look at me. You'll be fine, if she's Anna's kid, she's probably smarter than you and already knows how to take care of herself." You wince at the glare he gives you. "Remember, she's only visiting."
