Page 91 of Accidentally Yours

“Hi, handsome.” I smiled. “I’ve been sitting on pins and needles. How did it go with the board? Did you throw a chair? Did you quote Taylor Swift? Did Charlie say something inappropriate on your behalf?”

“I’m officially done.”

“I know, but did you dramatically stand up and say, ‘You’ll regret this?’”

“I told them they can keep their titles while I keep my soul.”

“Shut up!”

“I swear.” He grinned. “Oliver dropped his pen on the table. It was beautiful.”

“What did Charlie do?” I asked.

“Signed his resignation with a glitter pen. We both did. Thanks for giving that to me this morning. It was epic.”

“The ultimate power move.” I grinned. “How do you feel?” I reached around and softly rubbed his back.

“Lighter. I feel lighter. Almost as if a huge weight was lifted.”

“That’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever said.” I smirked.

He set Daisy on the floor, looked at me, and gripped my hips. “You’re why I could do it. You, Daisy, and our soon-to-be new boss baby.” He placed one hand on my belly.

“So, what now, CEO of Feelings?” A smirk crossed my lips.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into him. “Now, we start building something better.”

“Oh, I have an idea. We can make a candle calledCorporate Funeral.”

“I love it.” He chuckled.

“Change of subject.” I broke our embrace. “Something came in the mail today.” I walked over and held up the envelope.

“Is that?—”

“The results. The gender. Blue or pink? Take your guess.” I held the envelope to my forehead.

“Are we ready for this?” Damien smiled.

“I’m emotionally fragile and full of Daisy’s string cheese. So yes. Let’s do this.”

I tore open the envelope, pulled out the paper, and stared at it.

“Well? The suspense is killing me,” Damien said.

I started singing the lyrics to Daddy’s Little Girl. “You’re sugar, you’re?—”

“Another girl?” His eyes widened.

“Another girl. We’re outnumbered. She will team up with Daisy. We’re screwed.”

Daisy’s loud squeal made us flinch. “She sees this as a victory.” Damien smiled. “Wow. Two girls.”

“You realize what this means, right? I’m going to be the emotional mentor of two tiny future CEOs. That’s a lot of pressure. You know, every time that one yogurt commercial comes on, I cry.”

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my lips. “You’ll be an incredible emotional mentor.”

I noticed the tears swell in his eyes, and my heart melted.

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