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“I know you can do it, Daddy.”

With a heavy sigh, Rafe lifted his head and locked eyes with Dani. He clearly wanted rescuing.

Dani lifted her brows as if to say, Sorry, you’re on your own. Really, what harm would it do to look a little foolish if it made Frannie happy?

But she suspected Rafe wasn’t the kind of man to let himself be caught at a disadvantage. Not for anyone. Not even a five-year-old child who just happened to be his daughter.

And then the frown lines across his forehead disappeared. He nodded slowly, even as he muttered a curse under his breath. “All right,” he told them, “I’ll enter the contest. Bring on the pies.”

“Go, Daddy!” Frannie squealed. She bounced in place as if she had springs on the bottom of her sneakers.

Over his shoulder he gave them a look of such seriousness that he might have been a soldier going off to war. “If I end up being sick, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Dani stared after him in disbelief. Maybe Rafe wasn’t completely hopeless as a father. Maybe he was learning after all.