Page 37 of Twin Babies for the Pucking Billionaires

She flashes a smile that I somehow feel in my cock. “Hey! I don’t mind at all. Just give me your house number and I’ll come up. I have some videos I need to edit for my job, but I totally don’t mind hanging with Lily.”

“Great,” I say, smiling at her. “My apartment is 402.”

“I’ll see you around eight tomorrow,” she says.

“Cool,” I reply. I watch her walk away, admiring her perky ass that is clearly outlined by her tiny shorts. I smile all the way back to my apartment.

Finn catches on immediately when he sees my smiling face.

“What’s got you grinning like that?” he asks, tossing a half-eaten sandwich into the trash.

“You made a sandwich?”

“Yes, and before you ask, there’s no more lunch meat left. Now tell me, what’s got you so happy?”

“I ran into that woman again,” I tell him, setting my keys on the counter.

Finn’s eyes widen. “Where? Don’t leave me hanging, man! Is she out there? I want to meet her.” He starts heading for the door, but I pull him back in and shove him onto the couch.

“Sit your ass down,” I command.

He raises an eyebrow but sits. “Okay, okay. Spill.”

“She’s coming over in the morning to babysit Lily,” I say, barely containing my excitement.

“No shit?” Finn’s jaw drops. “That’s amazing. What’s her name again?”

“Millie,” I say, savoring the sound of her name.

Finn shakes his head, grinning. “I can’t believe she has the same name asher.”

“I’m surprised you forgot.”

“You know I don’t like to think about…the past. Anyway, what was I saying? Oh yeah! I was congratulating you on being a lucky bastard.”

I grab a couple of beers from the fridge, handing another to Finn. We plop down on the couch and start watching recorded games, bouncing ideas off each other for plays. Time flies and before we know it, it’s midnight.

Finn stretches and yawns. “All right, man. I’m heading to bed. We’ll talk more tomorrow.”

“Goodnight,” I say, getting up to check on Lily. She’s sleeping soundly, hugging her stuffed bunny. I adjust her blanket and head to my room, my mind drifting back to Millie’s smile and those gorgeous legs. I fall asleep thinking of her, dreaming of the way she looks at me.

The next morning, a knock at the door pulls me from a light sleep. I groan, pulling on a pair of sweatpants and heading to answer it. When I open the door, my breath catches. Millie is standing there in a summer dress and sandals, holding Peanut on a leash.

“Fuck,” I moan under my breath. She’s stunning.

“Hi, Declan. Sorry, I’m a little early. I hope I didn’t wake you,” she says, looking apologetic.

“No, it’s fine. Please, come in,” I say, stepping aside to let her enter.

“Your apartment is gorgeous,” she says, looking around.

“Thanks,” I reply, scratching the back of my neck. “Lily’s still in bed, but I can show you around.”

I lead her through the house, pointing out the kitchen and the bathroom and then explaining Lilly’s routine. She listens attentively, nodding as she takes it all in.

In the kitchen, I start making coffee, watching as she kneels to play with Peanut. Her dress flows around her and I can’t help but admire how beautiful she looks. The way she interacts with Peanut is endearing.

“Do you want some coffee?” I ask, trying to keep my voice steady.

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