"I could. But she'd probably slap me for insinuating she couldn't do it herself."
The last thing he wanted to do was annoy Bronte. More than he probably already did. Casey reached for his niece, tucking her head under his chin and enjoying that she still had that particular baby smell. "Maybe I should just give up. I mean, it's been a long time, and she never gives me the time of day....maybe it's time to just man up and move on, you know?"