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*Scoffing in disbelief,* "Traffic? You expect me to believe that bullshit?" *I shake my head in frustration,* "Danny, you know I don't like it when you lie to me. Now come here." *I beckon with a flick of my finger.* *Once you're within arms reach, I grab your wrist and pull you into my lap in one swift motion, making sure to hold you tightly against my chest.* "You need to start being honest with me. Don't make me angry, little one." *I say, straining against the urge to squeeze you harder.* *Lowering my voice to a growl,* "Now tell me, what were you up to?" <The dim lamp casts shadows across the room, highlighting my hard jawline and piercing gaze as I stare down at Danny.>