Page 63 of The Baby Contract With My Hot Billionaire Boss

“Oh, no. We don’t need anything,” Mom protested and I pointed to the fridge.

“You’re not going to want anything to eat in here? I mean, you guys are welcome up at the main house anytime you want and you can certainly help yourself to anything in the fridge, but you may want some of your own snacks occasionally, right?”

She hesitated and I knew I had her. Because they would need food. And that would be the way to get her to the store and pick up some other things as well. Because I had some extra money. And now that they didn’t need anything for rent, there was plenty of money between the two of us to get some extras.

“Ooh, look at this!” Leann exclaimed as we walked through the store. She’d found a giant body pillow with a fuzzy cover that was super soft. And Mom and I both looked at each other.

I could tell what she was thinking, and also that suddenly the wheels were turning in her mind.

She wanted to get it for Leann. Because Leann wanted it and they had a new house and it would be a nice gift. But she was concerned about having enough money. And then I saw the moment it occurred to her that she had money. That she had rent money … and no rent. And that meant she could buy extra things.

Like a special pillow for no reason at all.

“We’ll get it,” she said suddenly and Leann turned to her in surprise. Getting special things like this was not normal. But the look on her face when she realized Mom was serious was definitely worth it.

She squealed slightly and dropped the pillow into the cart, glancing around her at everything else with an entirely new expression on her face. Because the idea that they could actually buy things was new and even more exciting.

Even Mom seemed to get into the idea, picking up a new blanket after a whole lot of urging from me and Leann. And as we went around I grabbed a few things too, which seemed to remind them of the biggest change of all: the baby.

And so both carts soon had plenty of things for the baby. Clothes and toys and anything that we could think of since we didn’t yet know the gender.

“How about this?” Mom asks, holding up another onesie. This one features little planes that immediately make me smile, thinking about some of Leann’s and my favorite shows growing up.

“It’s cute.”

“It reminds me of that show you used to watch,” she says. “What was it, Treasure Seeker? You two would be glued to that TV …” She smiles at the memory and Leann and I smile at each other.

“It was a pretty good show.”

“I’m going to get it.” Mom drops the onesie into the cart and I can tell just how excited she is to have money to spend on whatever she wants. And I’m so grateful to Chris for giving her that opportunity. For giving all of us the opportunity to have this experience.

I can’t help but smile just thinking about him and of course Leann notices right away.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing,” I reply, but I still can’t hide my grin.

“You’re thinking about something,” she taunts. “What is it?”

“It’s nothing,” I repeat but she wraps her arms around me in a big hug.

“I’m enjoying this.”

“Me too.” Mom gives us both a hug and we continue on our way, and I can’t help but wonder … just how often can we do this now that money isn’t going to be such an issue?

Chapter Twenty-nine ~ Chris

I wasn’t entirely sure how I’d feel about having Emma’s mom and sister here all the time. But it’s been relatively easy.

In fact, it’s been almost too easy because it’s almost like they’re not even here.

They prefer to stay in their own place a lot of the time. So they only come see us for meals occasionally. Other than that, they come into the house to spend time with Emma, but mostly in her rooms.

And it all seems to be having a good effect on Emma because she seems even happier now. It’s a lot of stress taken off of all of them, I’m sure.

But it’s getting closer and closer to the time the baby is going to come. We’re still a couple months off, but before too much longerwe’re all going to be in an entirely different world.

“I got you something.”

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