Page 28 of Secret Baby for Dr. Billionaire

“You know how to fix a busted pipe?”

“Do you think I could’ve survived Queens if I didn’t?” She gave me a forced smile. I wasn’t expecting anything less from this woman. She could build a whole house for all I cared; I was just in awe that she took the time to learn these things.

And then it hit me that Chloe learned these things, not because she wanted to, but because sheneededto.

It didn’t occur to me what Chloe’s life was like when she was in New York. I didn’t know who this Franklin person was or what role he played in her life, but I knew that he had money. I didn’t know if Chloe did, too.

But Queens, New York? That neighborhood didn’t exactly scream like luxury to me. In fact, it was a relatively affordable neighborhood compared to other New York City boroughs. Was that the reason why she moved to Miami?

Don’t get me wrong, New York was beautiful, but the cost of living there was very expensive compared to here, and the view of the beach was terrific compared to the streets of NYC.

“The water supply switches are under the bathroom sink. The green one is for the kitchen,” I directed, and Chloe didn’t waste any more time before carefully running towards the bathroom to switch it off. And all I could do was watch as her hips sway from side to side. God, this woman had a beautiful ass on her.

Focus, Ben.

Shaking my head, I studied her kitchen. Aside from the water on the floor, there was a slice of salmon on a skillet that had yet to be cooked. There was also a pack of mixed salad greens, and the way it was condensing on the counter told me that she had gotten it out of the fridge quite some time ago.

Finally, the water stopped coming out of the pipes.

“Did it stop?” Chloe yelled from the bathroom.

“Yes!”

“Yes.” The tiny squeak of Sofi answering made me jerk my head towards her, and a sense of delight showered me. She was in her echolalia stage when children mimic words they hear, and it made me smile. It meant I could teach her to say my name.

“You’re one smart kid, aren’t you?”

“She got it from me,” Chloe chirped, announcing her return. She didn’t spare me a look, just strutted back to where I was with the flashlight still glowing. “Now, can you please hurry up and fix it so I can finish making dinner? I’m starving.”

“Yes, ma’am.” No more dilly-dallying. I wasted no more time sitting on my haunches to inspect the kitchen sink. Chloe, without any instructions, crouched beside me and shone the flashlight on the connected pipes. The steady way she was holding the light screamed that knew what she was doing, and just by the way she was studying the tubes, I could tell she knew what she was looking for.

But all I could think about was the smell of coconut in her hair and the way her shoulders were touching mine. She was so close that my mind was in shambles, and it told me to move away. But my cock told me to embrace the scent of her hair instead.

For a moment there, I couldn’t even recall what I was doing here in the first place, and my heart was beating so fast I thought it might explode.

I didn’t know if Chloe was oblivious to the sudden charge of energy circulating us because she was too busy looking for the pipe in question. She looked so focused it almost seemed like she was passionate about fixing it.

“I don’t see any busted pipes,” she complained, pushing herself up. Thank God. I didn’t know what I would’ve said to her if she stayed. “Maybe it’s not a busted pipe.”

“Give me the flashlight.” I ignored her comments because they had stopped registering the moment she squatted next to me. With my shoes now wet, I shone the flashlight around the area, and sure enough, it didn’t look like any pipes were broken.

“You know, I could just call for a plumber tomorrow morning,” she said, and when I looked up at her, she was chewing her nails, and a look of hesitation painted her face. She looked like she felt bad for inconveniencing me. “It won’t be a problem.”

“It’s okay.”

“It might be something at the back we couldn’t see. The lighting isn’t very good anyway.”

“Can you just please turn the water back on and reduce the water pressure here?”

“Didn’t you say you were in the middle of something important?”

“I am now.” Chloe raised an eyebrow at me but said nothing before walking towards the bathroom to follow my instructions.

The water came back on, this time, a gentle trickle of it flowed out of the three connected tubes. Chloe was right. There wasn’t anything busted here. The pipe fittings were loose, and it had caused the flow of water.

“Well?”

“Found it!” I answered. “I need a wrench.”

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