Page 2 of Dating the Daddy

Leia stares at me, her eyes wide. “You are diabolical.”

“She wants a baby. He wants to marry her. Problem solved.” I shrug. Matchmaking isn’t really rocket science if you understand people, what drives them, and what they want. Tyler wants his assistant. He just doesn’t think he’s allowed to have her because he’s her boss. But when faced with the possibility of her starting a family without him? Well, the obstacles he’s created for himself stop feeling insurmountable and start looking a lot more like problems to solve.

Leia’s right, though. I need to leave this whole Aidan Steele thing alone. It has the potential to blow up in my face, and that’s thelast thing I need. As much as I don’t like it, he’ll just have to be the Steele sibling that got away.

“How can you possibly eat that?”Leia asks, glowering at my plate at lunch.

“Um, because I’m not breastfeeding and I do what I want?” I retort, adding more hot sauce to my nachos.

She scowls at me, poking at her grilled chicken wrap like she thinks it might bite her. I don’t know why she keeps torturing herself, trying to stick to some ridiculously rigid diet while she breastfeeds. I’m pretty sure nutrients are good for the baby. And nachos may not be the healthiest option, but they cover all the food groups. Therefore, nutrients. I should have been a scientist.

“You suck,” she mutters. “I think they cooked this chicken last year.”

“Probably. It’s been waiting in the freezer since you had my last niece. They kept it in reserve just for you.” I dangle a nacho dripping in sour cream and cheese sauce in front of her face. “Does it taste like freezer burn and sadness?”

She snatches the nacho from me, popping it into her mouth. “I hate you so much,” she mumbles as she scarfs it down.

“You’re welcome,” I sing-song, laughing. She loves me, and she knows it. I let her steal my food so she can order lame food andstill feel like she’s being a good mom. As if she needs a ridiculous diet for that. Leia is a kickass mom.

She steals another nacho from my plate, popping it into her mouth instead of answering. I laugh again, shaking my head.

“Did you find something to write ab… Hold that thought,” I mutter when my phone dings with an incoming message for the matchmaking service. Finn set it up so I have two lines on one phone. The man is a genius. I swipe to view the text.

Unknown

Is this the Fairy Godmother?

Me

Depends on who is asking.

I pop a nacho into my mouth… and almost choke on it as the next message immediately pops up.

Unknown

Aidan Steele

“Crap,” I whisper, turning my phone so Leia can see his message.

“Told you to leave it alone,” she says, most unhelpfully.

“I didn’t even do anything!”

“You thought it into existence. Now, he’s texting you.” She shakes her head sadly. “If you’re going to manifest hot billionaires, at least manifest one who doesn’t want to ruin you.”

Unknown

Are you ignoring me now?

Me

Nope. Just checking my phone for bugs.

Last I heard, you wanted to expose me…

Unknown

Heard about that, did you?

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