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Briggs looked at the woman again and realized it was Iris. She was a regular at the nursery. Her Daddy, Jack, was a former cop who now headed up the Daddy Guard’s Los Angeles chapter.

“You’re going to be in some trouble over this little stunt, huh?”

Iris winced and nodded. “I didn’t mean to ride that thing down the street or tear up anyone’s yard! And I’m sorry I almost hit you. It’s just… well, it sort of went haywire or something.” She groaned and shook her head. “But yeah, Daddy is not going to like this one bit.”

It took Briggs a moment to recall the name of the two Littles who were always tinkering with things. He wasn’t sure how he’d forgotten! One was a famous actor and the other was a film director. But Briggs was a newbie at the nursery, so he was still learning. “Let me guess, Harrison and Stryker had something to do with this.”

Iris nodded. “They didn’t put me up to this. It was all me. I don’t want them getting in trouble.” She shrugged. “They’re not even here yet. But they left this prototype rocket in the garage, and, well… me and my friends thought it would be fun to test drive.”

As if on cue, bubbles rose to the top of the pool and gurgled loudly.

“Oh boy,” Iris continued. “I probably ruined it.”

The man who’d been yelling on the porch earlier stormed out his back door and was now yelling and cursing from his patio.

Briggs could hear other people chattering and running, no doubt rushing to the scene. Even amidst all the chaos, he couldn’t help but chuckle.

Life with Littles seemed interesting, to say the least.

But he still couldn't wait until he had one of his own.

A Little to hold, cherish, and protect.

Maybe he’d find her soon…

Chapter Three

Riley was happy to have all the makeup off her.

Even when one wasn’t playing a character that required a completely different look, it still might take an hour to get the makeup required for the heavy lights, cameras, and all that making a movie required.

“How’s that?” the makeup artist, Sabrina Longsworth, asked, spinning the chair around so Riley could look in the light-lined mirror.

“Perfect. Thank you!”

“My pleasure. Now, do you want me to put on your regular makeup for you? Or are you just staying in tonight?”

Riley grinned. Of course, she wouldn’t dare share that she had an appointment at Auntie Athena’s nursery. So, she just said, “I’m going out. But I can take care of it. Thank you, though.”

“You sure? No big deal for me to touch you up really quickly.”

Riley nodded. “I’m sure.”

The conversation was interrupted when Todd Keiser, a production assistant, came into the wardrobe trailer. “Sorry to interrupt. But Riley, your agent is looking for you.”

She sank a bit lower in the chair and stifled a groan.

Obviously reading her reaction, Sabrina said, “That bad?”

Todd stepped closer. “I can tell her to get lost. I won’t say it quite like that, of course, but… you know…”

Shaking her head, Riley rose from the chair. “No thanks. It won’t do any good. She’ll just keep pestering me until she gets what she wants.”

“Hey, you’re the star,” Todd reminded her.

Riley laughed. “Yeah. But Rita is kind of…” She stopped herself before saying pushy and searched for a more diplomatic word. “Dedicated. Where is she?”

“Your trailer.”