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To be fair, Jax hadn’t said when he would call. And there was nothing stopping Cassidy from swinging by The Road and checking in. But this baby would come whether his daddy was on board or not. Pleaselet me just be fat and crazy, Cassidy prayed with almost every breath. Cassidy was too old and had his shit too together to mope around waiting for some skinny-ass twenty-one-year-old to relearn how to dial the fucking phone. Or so he told himself as he steadfastly went about his business of getting fatter and more afraid every day.