Page 40 of Twin Babies for the Pucking Billionaires

True to my word, we spend the next hour laughing and playing in the living room. Lily loves learning to cartwheel and I can’t stop laughing at her determined little face. Eventually, she wants to watch a movie, so I set up her tablet on the sofa and sit on the opposite side, listening to a romance audiobook while scratching Peanut’s belly.

My phone buzzes and I see a message from Jade. “Can’t wait to come hang out with the puppy!” she writes.

I smile and type back, “I’m currently babysitting for a hockey player.”

“Who?” she asks.

“If you meet me for drinks, I’ll tell you all about it,” I reply.

Jade texts back, “Going to a kickboxing class but maybe later. Love you.”

“Love you too,” I type.

Next, Chase sends me a selfie, lifting his scrubs to show off his sculpted abs. I blush at the sight of the spiral tattoo on his ribs I love to lick.

>>I miss you, Chase.

>>Miss you too, Millie. Can’t wait to see you tonight.

>>I’ll be right where you left me, babe.

>>How’s Lily?

>>She’s the sweetest little girl. She's doing great!

>>Ever think about having kids?

>>That’s an idea I’d be open to.

>>Interesting, Millie, interesting.

>>What's so interesting Mr.?

>>Oh, just that I’d have kids with you.

He adds a winking emoji and I smile, feeling warm. Then scold him playfully:

>>Stop being sweet and distracting. Focus on your work.

Then I send a selfie of me and Peanut. Lily looks over and asks, “Can I take a photo with you and Peanut?”

“Of course!” I say, and we take a cute photo together.

I think about sending it to Declan but get distracted when Lily asks, “Can we play a game?”

“Sure,” I say, setting aside my phone. We dive into a board game and time flies by. Before I know it, Declan’s back home.

“Hey, how was your day?” he asks, looking a bit worn out but happy.

“Good! We made pizzas,” I say, showing him the photos.

“They look great,” he says, smiling at Lily. “Did you have fun?”

“Yes, Daddy!” she exclaims, running to hug him.

“Great. I am so happy to hear that.” Then he reaches into his pocket to pull out his wallet. “How much do I owe you?”

That takes me completely off guard. I was doing this as a favor to him, not for payment.