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Mason muttered something she couldn’t quite make out.

“Well, I guess I’ll let you go since you’re busy. I’ll find something on Netflix to binge.”

“Do you wanna come help me babysit? It’s just going to be me, a seven-year-old, and twin boys who are just a couple months old.”

“Just you?” Did he even realize what he was getting himself into? She’d babysat all through junior high and high school. Three kids were a lot for even her to handle, especially if two of them were infants.

“Again, there is disbelief in your voice. Haven’t you realized how awesome I am by now, Josephine?”

She laughed. He was so full of himself, but not in a bad way.

“Awesome or not, taking care of twins the whole weekend is going to kick your ass.”

“Pfft, ye of little faith. So, you wanna come keep me company or not?”

She started to say no but then changed her mind. Mason was her friend, and Ray had abandoned her this weekend. There was no reason she shouldn’t go help him babysit. It beat sitting around an empty house.

“Sure. I’ll come keep you from suffering a nervous breakdown.”

“Uh-huh. You’ll see. I have awesome uncle skills.”

She laughed at his knowing tone.

“I’ll swing by in a few minutes and pick you up. You need to pack a bag. We’re gonna be there until Sunday when Viktor and Sara get back. Don’t forget your toothbrush. I’m not sharing.”

“So, if I forget mine, you’d deal with my stinky breath all weekend?”

“Hmmm, maybe by Sunday I’d break. Get your shit together, Josephine, and I’ll see you soon.”

Jo hung up the phone and ran to the bedroom, stumbling twice thanks to her own klutziness, found an overnight bag, and started packing. She couldn’t stop smiling.

It was going to be an interesting weekend.

Chapter Six

Mason hummed as he pulled into Viktor’s driveway and parked beside one of the Kincaid Security & Investigations SUVs. It was Viktor’s personal vehicle, but it was decked out in security features, as were all the other SUVs at the firm. He wanted one, but until he fully committed to working for his brother, he was denied. Mason didn’t know if he wanted to work for the security agency or not. It did let him use his hacking skills, but he got bored so easily. Maybe he’d figure it out by the time he graduated.

Jo bounced in the seat next to him, her eyes wide at the sight of the house. He’d gotten used to it, but he guessed someone else might be a little starstruck by the very expensive home.

“You sure they know I’m coming?” she asked for the fifth time.

“Like I told you before, I called Viktor to let him know. He and Sara are cool with it. I want to tell you about Delia before we go in.”

“Okay?”

“Viktor adopted her. Her sperm donor was a real piece of shit who hit her. Her and her mother both. She’s skittish around new people. So, if she hides or is really shy, that’s why. It might take her a bit to warm up to you.”

“That poor baby.”

“We’re all protective of her.” Mason shut off the engine. “You ready to meet the fam?” He sounded nervous, even to himself. He typically didn’t bring girls home. Hell, he didn’t have one friend whowasa girl. Jo was his first female friend. His sisters-in-law didn’t count. They were family.

“Lead the way, Mr. Nanny.”

He rolled his eyes, and she only grinned, getting out of the truck. Damn, but her smile was beautiful. It always made something tighten in his chest, something unfamiliar, but not unpleasant.

He got out, locked the truck, and reached in the back, grabbing their bags. He led the way and used his keys to open the front door. He walked in, setting the bags down to the side.

“Princess Peach! Uncle Mason’s home!”

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