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girl.”
    “Cool! Jackson Warner has two mommies, but no daddies. Wow, I got three daddies and a mommy,” Tabitha said in awe.
    Emma held her laughter as best she could, but the boys couldn’t keep their elation in. They each belted out in laughs. Turning to their laughter, Tabitha giggled with them.
    “Tabitha, would you like to meet your daddies?” Emma asked on bated breath.
    “Oh, can I please, please, please?” Tabitha begged hopefully. With that, Emma turned Tabitha around to face Travis, Tucker, and Tate. Putting Tabitha on her feet, she slightly pushed Tabitha in their direction. “Go hug your daddies, baby. They’re right in front of you.”
    Tabitha stood there staring at the three men before her, unsure of what to do, but when Travis, Tate, and Tucker each smiled, Tabitha couldn’t stop herself, and she ran into their arms, crying, “My daddies, my daddies.”
    Emma slowly got to her feet and left Tabitha in the kitchen alone with her daddies. She walked into the bedroom, crawled back into the bed, and cried herself to sleep.
     
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    The days flew by, and before she knew it, Emma had twenty-four hours to get her ass to Denver, or the hounds of hell were going to be nipping at her feet. Nothing was resolved between her and the boys. The only good thing was that they adored Tabitha, and lavished all their time on her. They were trying to make up for lost time, doing whatever her little heart desired.
    Emma tried to tell them one night that what they were doing wasn’t needed and in a way it could have repercussions, but they didn’t want to listen to her. She was told that they had six years to make up for and she was to leave them alone. So that’s exactly what she did.
    The only thing concerning her now was getting to Denver in the allotted time, taking care of this matter, and moving on with her life. She had to get to Denver, but how she was going to get there she had no idea. She didn’t relish the idea of taking Tabitha out of this home situation which she had quickly adapted to. Emma knew that Tabitha would be well taken care of if she was just to leave for a day or so. Thinking quickly, Emma knew that if she was to just head to Denver, take care of her business, she could be back within twenty-four hours. Tabitha would be safe, and no one would know would be the wiser.
    So, packing a small overnight bag, Emma walked into the kitchen early Thursday morning, made the coffee as usual, and wrote a simple note. She placed the note in front of the coffeemaker, grabbed Tate’s truck keys, and quickly made her way out the door, praying she made it to Denver in time.
     
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    Travis woke to find the house quiet, and he gave a small thank-you up to the big guy for that one. His daughter was a pistol from the minute she woke to the moment she crashed. He never knew how hard it was to raise a small child and a daughter to boot, but oh, did that little girl have him wrapped around her little finger, and she knew it.
    Making his way to the coffeemaker he quickly grabbed a cup out of the counter and poured himself a hot cup of joe. Heading to the table, he never saw the note lying on the counter. His quiet solitude didn’t last but five minutes before he heard Tucker making his way toward the same brewing god. Neither spoke as they both sat quietly drinking coffee. Soon Tate joined them, and together the three of them enjoyed the sounds of the early-morning crickets.
    It was the patters of running feet that made them all smile, as Tabitha turned the corner at full speed. “Morning, Daddies!” she shouted as she jumped into Tucker’s lap.
    “Morning, lil’ bit,” Tucker said as he kissed her forehead.
    “Morning, sweetheart,” Travis replied, putting his cup on the table.
    “Mornin’, Tabby,” Tate said with a smile.
    “Where’s Mommy?”
    “Probably still sleeping,” Tucker said, shifting Tabitha so he could hold her and drink his coffee.
    “She’s not in bed. She