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“I’m not requesting. I’m telling. No, I’m begging. Begging you to move in and help me.”

“Begging?” Tilting my head, I grin. “On your knees?”

“If that’s what it takes, yes, I’ll get on my knees and beg.”

I laugh. “That won’t be necessary. I’ll help for as long as you need. And we’ve probably got a day at most to come up with a story. Unless you’re planning to tell everyone the truth.”

“Shit. You’re right but we can’t keep him completely under wraps. Quade and Vail, Hadley and Laney. We’ll have to tell them something. But that’s it. We don’t need the authorities sniffing around and taking the baby away.”

“A baby who needs a name.”

“Hmm…” He concentrates on getting the all-in-one outfit back on the baby. “We’ll think about it.”

“We can’t keep calling him baby.”

“No. But little guy or bud or something will do for now.”

“All right. Time to find out how to feed this little guy.” I grab my phone and type the name of the formula in the search bar.

“There’s instructions on the can,” Easton informs me as if I wasn’t the one to unpack the bag.

I don’t look up. “I want to see if there’s a video we can watch.”

“We’re really going to raise a baby with the internet?”

“In days past, we’d head to the local library or the wise old women of the tribe.”

A snort laugh bursts from Easton’s chest. “Fuck, woman. You say the weirdest shit.”

I tap my temple. “This thing is a steel trap. Information goes in, and stays. It’s crazy what floats around up here.”

“I bet.”

I can hear the smile in his voice but I’m busy looking for what I want.

“Vivi?”

“Hmm…”

“Vivian.”

My head snaps up, my gaze colliding with his.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“And I’m sorry our date didn’t turn out as planned.”

“I think our date is going fine. Better than fine.” I grin. “After all, you haven’t even given me a goodnight kiss and you’ve got me moving in.”

Laughing, Easton’s scoops the baby off the table and into his arms. “Hey, I think his eyes are blue.”

“All babies are born with blue eyes.”

“They are?” He brings their faces closer together. “Oh! He’s gone cross-eyed.”

“Don’t bring him so close. They can’t see well for the first few months.”