Page 264 of The Baby Twist
“I finally said yes once the word could finally come out.” I sighed. “I think we may be a couple now.”
“You think?” Her brows furrowed. “What do you mean you think?”
I told her everything he said to me about his feelings and the death of his parents. I also told her about the apartment he looked at and then changed his mind about.
“Why are we getting ice cream so early in the day?” Penelope asked, walking over to our table. “I couldn’t believe when I checked your location, you two were here.”
“Preggo over here needed it. Sit down. McBillionaire confessed his feelings to our girl last night, and she’s freaking out,” Olivia said.
“What? Oh, my God!” Penelope pulled up a chair and placed her hand on mine. “That’s wonderful, Mar. Why are you freaking out?”
“I’m not freaking out. It’s just?—”
“Your parents caused a traumatic event in your life, and you think everyone is like that.” Olivia pursed her lips and cocked her head.
“I can’t help it.”
“Are you in love with him?” Penelope asked.
“Yeah, and I’m terrified of it. My life has changed so quickly. I went from being this single woman who didn’t have a care in the world about guys to getting pregnant with twins and falling in love with a broken man.”
“A broken billionaire.” Olivia pointed at me. “Who cares if he’s broken? He’s rich and sexy. Besides, you’re broken, too. You’re two broken people who fell in love, trying to navigate pending parenthood and life. The two of you couldn’t be more suited for each other.”
“He’s taking me out tonight.” I smiled.
“Where are you two going?”
“I don’t know. He said it’s up to me, anything I want to do.”
“He’s dreamy.” Penelope smiled. “I want a McBillionaire.” A pout formed on her lips.
“He is, isn’t he?” I smiled as I finished my sundae.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Charlie
I was looking over the coding for a new game in development when Chase walked into my office.
“Here are the reports for the last quarter.” He grinned. “I think you’re going to like what you see.”
I took the report from his hand and reviewed it.
“Damn. We beat out the last quarter.” I smiled.
“We sure did. So, what time did Marley get home last night?”
“Around nine o’clock.”
“I hope you weren’t too hard on her.”
“I was at first. We talked, and I told her how I felt. I told her everything, Chase.”
“And how did it feel?”
“It felt good. We’re taking it slow and one day at a time.”
“You have no idea how proud I am of you.” A smile crossed his lips. “Doesn’t it feel good?”
