Page 75 of Billionaire and the Barista

Nathan snagged me around the waist and pulled me to him. I loved the way he was smiling at me, holding me.

“So they can see how much I love you,” he said before his lips claimed mine in a kiss.

I could have melted into him. Probably would have if someone hadn’t let out a loud wolf whistle in response to our public display.

I reluctantly left his arms and found a vase for the flowers.

“You want to drag that upstairs?” I asked as I beckoned Nathan to follow me.

“I’m on lunch, I have to get Robbie,” I announced before I stepped into the back hall and then up the stairs.

The teddy bear barely fit through the door.

“You’re going to spoil him,” I protested, but not very seriously. Robbie was going to love that bear.

“I have a lot of lost time to make up for,” Nathan said. He put the bear in the TV room and then returned to me in the kitchen.

“I have some more gifts for you.”

“Did you bring me chocolate too?” I laughed when he looked momentarily panicked. “I was joking.”

He swung a case that hung from his shoulders around and removed a few sheets of paper.

“I personally called every agent on this list to tell them to stop calling about this property. As far as I can tell, this is the list Gavin was working from. Oh, and I picked him up from Mitch’s this morning. You were right. Mitch dragged Gavin’s sorry ass home last night. I dropped him off, still drunk, at my mother’s. She can deal with him. I owe Mitch big time.”

“For taking in Gavin?” I shrugged. It’s what Mitch did.

“For Gavin, but mostly for you and Robbie. I want to do something nice for him. Will you help me think of something?”

“Of course. I don’t think enough people do nice things for Mitch.” I rested my hand on Nathan’s arm. That familiar zing from touching him lit up my skin. “Thank you for making those calls.”

“No one has bothered you?”

“Not today,” I said with a shake of my head.

“Good.” He pulled out more papers. “I have more for you. You’re going to want to take your time going through all of this, and then you’ll probably want a lawyer to look at it before you sign anything.”

“What?” I slid into a chair and pulled the papers in front of me. I had no idea what I was looking at, but I was looking.

“This will transfer my share of the Lake More development into a holding trust for Robbie. Because we were not together at the time of his birth, I’m sure my lawyer will insist on a paternity test.”

“What is all of this Nathan?”

He sighed and ran his hand through his hair, messing it up.

“I’m transferring my ownership of the property next door into Robbie’s name. That way it can’t be sold until he decides what he wants to do with it when he’s twenty-one.”

I stared at him in complete shock.

He reached forward and pointed to another sheet of paper. “Here is a draft of a similar document, putting this property in his name as well. You would still be the manager of the estate, but this locks it in for you, and for him. You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. It’s a suggestion. I don’t want you to think that anyone can come in here and take your property. You’re holding onto it for all the right reasons. I want to help with that.”

“Can you change the name on these?”

“You want me to put them in your name?”

I shook my head. “I mean, can you add a name, even if you don’t know what it is yet?”

“What are you getting at Gabriella?”

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