Page 40 of Billionaire and Nanny Secret

Ezra, surprisingly, had turned out to be one of the men who felt that they had to be around their partner constantly. Luckily for him, I felt the same way. But we didn’t have all day to just sit around, which was something that I’d had to constantly remind him.

Paige burst into the kitchen, clattering and making enough noise to wake the dead. She was still little Miss Sunshine. Her hair was braided in the messy pigtails that I’d done for her the night before. She was grinning. “Do you guys need any help making the table?” she asked, making me realize how much she’d grown the last couple of years. “Breakfast smells absolutely amazing, by the way.”

“That would be wonderful, Paige,” I told her before her father could say anything. Ezra was so against us doing things like this because he thought that we shouldn’t have to lift a finger. If it wasn’t for me, I was sure that he would have a nanny here faster than I could snap. But I wanted for our children to be able to learn basic life skills and not constantly be looking for whatever help they hired to do everything for them.

Ezra sent me a pointed look, slightly narrowing his eyes at me, although he didn’t say anything. I already knew what he was thinking and was perfectly fine ignoring him. He would get over himself, at some point. He snapped his teeth at me like a crocodile and I couldn’t help but to laugh and shake my head at him.

He really could be so immature at times.

The sound of a baby wailing shot through the air. The cries were loud and agitated, and I gave Ezra a look. He was already beginning to shake his head because he knew what time it was. “I took care of Barry last time, I think it’s your turn.”

“Oh, fine,” he said happily and walked out of the room.

He came back not too much later with my precious son in his arms. Bartholomew was only a year old, and he was the cutest thing that I’d ever seen, although he had a bigger attitude than someone twenty times his size.

“Oh, you should have smelled his diaper,” Ezra said with wide eyes, shaking his head before fake gagging. I laughed before reaching my arms out to hold my precious baby. Ezra gave him to me, and I couldn’t help but smile as I held him in my arms. Everything about him was so perfect, from his curly hair to the crystal blue eyes that he’d managed to get from his father.

This little baby was everything to me, and I wouldn’t stop until he had the world. Life, right about now, really was perfect. It seemed luck had worked out for me, in the end.

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