Page 120 of The Plus One Contract

With a completely straight face, Nathan dips the wand back into the soapy liquid and blows another batch into the air.

I stop dead in my tracks, hands on my hips. I was coming over here to rescue him and do the whole noble girlfriend thing.

Now, I’m not so sure.

This man fits in over here. He’s nodding along as a toddler babbles a completely unintelligible story, murmuring, “That’s wild,” at the right intervals.

I am both deeply concerned and weirdly attracted to him.

Nathan with children? Dangerous.

I march over. “Alright, fun police is here. Break it up, tiny humans. I need to borrow my boyfriend.”

Nathan looks up, one dark brow arching at me as he casually catches a flying bubble on the tip of his wand.

Who is this man?

The girl braiding his hair frowns. “You can’t have him yet. I’m not done.”

“Listen, kid. I will pay you actual money to let me have him back.”

Nathan snorts. “Bribing children, Sienna? That’s low.”

“You’re not helping.”

The little girl eyes me like she’s considering it. She’s my kind of girl.

Nathan leans back in his chair—which creaks in protest because it was not built for a man his size—and shrugs like he has nowhere better to be.

“It’s fine,” he says. “I don’t mind.”

I blink.

Excuse me?

I came to rescue him. I put myself on this heroic mission, and he just rejected my help.

“Oh, you don’t mind?” I echo, narrowing my eyes. “I’m sorry. Are you enjoying yourself?”

One corner of his mouth lifts. “It’s not so bad.”

Not so bad.

I glance around at the sticky-fingered chaos around him, at the little boy currently chewing on a crayon, at the four-year-old sitting in mashed potatoes, and then back at Nathan fucking Calloway.

“Blink twice if you need help.”

He bites back a smirk. “I’m good.”

Oh, hell no.

I grab his arm, my fingers digging into his forearm, and give him a very intentional tug. “Okay, fun time’s over, Daddy Daycare. Come on.”

The kids groan in protest.

Nathan just laughs.

He’s having fun, and he’s not even trying to fight it.