Page 83 of Secret Baby for Dr. Billionaire

“Just you and me.”

“Just us.”

“Dada,” Sofi complained, stretching out her arm to her father. I didn’t want to let her go, but I did this once for Ben to take a turn.

“And you and your sister, too, baby girl.”

Chapter twenty-eight

Ben

Ihadhatedcookiesand cream ice cream ever since I could remember. But I loved it because it was Chloe’s favorite. I loved everything she loved, and in the process, I fell in love with her harder every day.

It had been three months since we lost and found Sofi, and although Chloe has been on edge sometimes, she had mostly been taking care of the girls with extra love since.

Right now, the kids were asleep, and Chloe and I were enjoying our pint of ice cream on the living room couch after we had sex on the floor. Charlie was in Billy Anne’s room, and the pup—no, the dog—was very fond of the new addition to our little family.

“Are we going to see that therapist tomorrow?” Chloe asked. She was wearing my white shirt and a pair of her underwear, her hair in a messy ponytail.

We had talked about therapy after what happened with Sofi, and I was thankful that Chloe was on board.

Tonette was getting the help that she needed, and I made sure that she wouldn’t be bugging us anymore. She needed to go to rehab for her addiction. It was the least I could do for her and Billy Anne to try and make things better. Not that I would allow them to see each other without supervision again.

I had made peace with the idea that Tonette was Billy Anne’s mother. If Billy Anne was old enough to want to find or talk to Tonette, then I’d help her. But right now, she was better off with just me and Chloe.

“We did schedule a family appointment.”

“We did,” Chloe nodded before squinting at the ceiling. “A family. Can you believe that?”

“I can,” I chuckled.

“We’ve worked hard for this.”

“Are you okay?” I knew better days were about to come, but I was also aware that the trauma Tonette had suffered needed mending. And I couldn’t forgive her for the damage that she did to my family.

“I am. I just get paranoid sometimes. There’s a lot of things that could’ve happened.”

“But nothing did.”

“And we’re together again.”

“We are. And we’re not leaving each other, right?”

“No, we’re not.”

“Billy Anne seems to enjoy our new setup.”

“I am, too.”

“I should’ve moved you here months ago.”

When we brought Sofi home from the hospital, all we needed was one look at each other to know that it was time for Chloe to move to where she belonged. It was the most effortless transition I had experienced. Billy Anne thought we were having the world’s longest sleepover, and Charlie thought we were having guests who’d give him treats just because he was friendly.

To me, it was like Christmas. And Chloe was my forever gift. She was here with me, with the kids. It was something I didn’t want to lose. Something I’d fight for.

“What makes you think I’d say yes to that?” Chloe jested.

“Oh, Ms. Kennedy. I could’ve made up some excuse and told you that your penthouse—formerpenthouse—is unavailable.”

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