One Day Bride (They're an enemies to lovers, baby on the doorstep, marriage of convenience computer match): The Matchmakers by Day Leclaire

Author:Day Leclaire [Leclaire, Day]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Day Leclaire Inc
Published: 2023-12-17T00:00:00+00:00

“Level one security alert in progress. Female offspring unit emitting high-pitched crying noise. Please respond immediately.”

Dani fought for patience. “Yes, MIA. I know Abigail is crying. She’s crying because I’m changing her diaper.”

“Severe noise emission has been progressing for one point three minutes. Recommend offering immediate nourishment.”

“I just fed the baby. She’s not hungry.” Though why she bothered to argue with this font of mechanical idiocy escaped her. She’d learned long ago it was an exercise in futility.

“My instructions are specific. You are to be notified within three minutes from commencement of crying noise.”

“I’m to be notified after three minutes, not within, and you know it.”

“Noise indicates immediate attention is required. Please offer female offspring unit sufficient nourishment to cancel alert.”

Dani glared at the nearest speaker—not that it did any good. Glaring at a disembodied voice didn’t provide the least amount of relief. What she wanted was a mechanized body so she could give it a good, swift kick in the microprocessor. “Abbey’s receiving immediate attention, in case your warped circuitry hasn’t processed that fact. Now cancel the alarm.”

“Error number one-zero-seven,” MIA retorted, punctuating her comment with a snippy beep.

In response, Abigail increased the volume of her cries. “Now look what you’ve done.” Dani took immense satisfaction in saying it. “She doesn’t like it when you beep at her.”

Instantly, a dizzying array of sounds poured from the speakers in the room. First Adele, then Mozart, ten seconds of Wagner, followed by a lightning-speed montage of Elton John. When none of that worked, MIA switched to people. “Cootchy-cootchy coo,” blared Ruth’s voice, followed by an odd compilation of Austin whistling various tunes. Next came Dani’s sisters calling to Abbey in silly, high-pitched voices—the sort normally intelligent adults used only when coming eyeball-to-eyeball with a screaming newborn for the first time.

“MIA! Turn off that racket immediately!” Dani ordered. “It’s time for Abbey’s nap.”

The speakers went dead. The next instant the phone rang. With a sigh, Dani plucked her cellphone from her pocket. Over the past four weeks, she’d learned to carry the blasted thing around with her at all times. Otherwise she’d constantly be running to answer her cell every time MIA ran tattling to Nick with another deviation.

“We’ve got a problem,” he announced. “I’m on my way over.”

“There isn’t a problem, I promise. I’m not deviating at all. MIA—”

“This has nothing to do with MIA. We have a problem at SSI.”

Dani held the phone against her ear with an uplifted shoulder. “What sort of problem?” she asked, snapping closed Abigail’s red sleeper.

“I’ll explain when I get there. Your mother’s with me. She’s agreed to babysit Abigail for the next few hours.”

He’d picked up her mother? “It’s that serious?”

“It’s that serious.”

“Okay. I’ll be ready. I’ve just fed Abbey, so we can leave the minute you get here.” She pushed the disconnect button, pocketed her phone and settled the baby in the crib. “Let her sleep, MIA. No talking, got it?”

Not that MIA listened. The stupid computer never listened.

The second she walked out of the room, she heard, “Once upon a time…” uttered in MIA’s version of a whisper.

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