Billionaire Baby Dilemma Read Free Page B

me.”
    Lucas snorted out a cold laugh. “Steve’s never helped anybody his entire life.”
    Amelia shrieked, nearly piercing Lucas’s eardrums. He cut her an annoyed glance. “Can’t you do something to—”
    To his shock, Devin plopped the baby against his chest.
    He automatically reached out to grasp the child beneath her arms, leaving her dangling out of the way of his clean suit. “What the…”
    â€œYou try,” said Devin.
    Amelia took one look at Lucas’s face and opened her mouth to bawl. Her eyes scrunched shut, tears squeezing out the corners, and her face turned brighter red as the decibels increased.
    Devin headed for the kitchen.
    â€œWhere are you going?” Lucas cried, embarrassed by the high pitch to his voice.
    â€œTo get her a bottle.”
    â€œBut—” The baby squirmed against his grip, but he was afraid to hold her closer. Her nose was running, and shiny drool was smeared across her chin.
    He was wearing a Savile Row suit, for pity’s sake.
    Then she suddenly stopped howling. She stiffened. Her face scrunched up, and a horrible rumble emanated from her little body. The stench that filled the air nearly made him gag. He breathed shallowly, through his mouth, glancing frantically around the room for a place to put her down.
    Thankfully, Devin emerged from the kitchen.
    â€œThat’s a good girl,” she cooed, shooting Lucas a glare,retrieving the baby and cuddling her close, barely flinching at the smell.
    Lucas took a very large step backward, silently acknowledging Devin’s fortitude.
    â€œDo you need a change, sweetheart?” she asked the baby.
    Lucas thought fumigation might be more in order. But when Devin laid Amelia on her back on the floor and reached for a bright blue diaper bag, all he could think about was escaping.
    He darted toward an open window.
    â€œWould you like to change her?” Devin asked sweetly.
    Lucas’s jaw dropped open. He could probably count on one hand the number of times in his life he’d been rendered speechless. But this was one of them.
    â€œSince you’re going for sole custody,” Devin continued, “you might as well get in some practice.”
    â€œShe’ll have a nanny,” he pointed out.
    Devin tugged off Amelia’s stretchy pink pants, revealing a white diaper. “You don’t plan to change her diapers?”
    Lucas turned away, gazing across the wooden deck and the sloped lawn to the calm waters of the lake. Devin’s neighbor had a dock with a sleek speedboat tied up. A few dozen houses were visible along the curve of the shoreline, front yards neatly landscaped, while evergreens covered the hillsides behind. It was actually quite beautiful here.
    â€œLucas?” Devin prompted.
    â€œI don’t expect it to be necessary,” he said, answering her question. There was a very good reason why nannies were invented.
    â€œThere’s a girl,” Devin cooed, and Lucas dared to look back to where Amelia stood on chubby bare feet, hand grasping Devin’s hair for balance.
    Devin tucked away the change pad and handed Amelia a bottle of juice. The baby promptly plunked down on her fresh diaper and popped the bottle in her mouth.
    â€œWhy do you want custody?” Devin asked, coming to her feet, brushing her palms across her backside and finger-combing her hair where Amelia had mussed it. Her T-shirt was wrinkled,and several damp spots dotted its front. It was no wonder she went for plain, serviceable clothing. He could only imagine the havoc Amelia would wreak on linen and silk.
    Still, the plain clothing couldn’t hide her gorgeous figure. She was short, maybe five-five. And the absence of heels made her seem even shorter. But her legs were lithe and toned, her waist nipped in and breasts rounded and in perfect proportion to everything else.
    He didn’t know what she did for exercise, but it was working.
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