The Billionaire's Legacy by Reese Ryan

Author:Reese Ryan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-07-04T18:22:14+00:00

Eight

Sloane lifted her head and checked the clock beside the bed. It was almost noon.

She nearly fell off the bed scrambling to get out of it. The last thing she remembered was feeding the twins in the early morning hours, before the sun rose. But that was several hours ago. Why hadn’t she heard their cries?

The proximity of her room to the nursery was the primary reason she’d returned to her own bed rather than sharing Benji’s. But since they used state-of-the-art video baby monitors, Benji didn’t seem convinced by that argument.

Sloane slid her feet into her slippers and shuffled to the bathroom. Teeth brushed, hair tamed, she made her way to the twins’ room next door.

Beau and Bailey weren’t in their beds. Her heart raced.

Don’t panic. I’m sure Benji has them.

She peeked into his bedroom. He wasn’t there. Sloane stepped out into the hall and heard someone singing softly, but it was a female voice. And not one she recognized.

Sloane padded down the hallway quickly but cautiously. She peered into the kitchen. The babies were in their carriers, perched on the kitchen counter. A woman with long, blond hair pulled into a single messy, one-sided braid was singing to them as she stirred something on the stove.

“Who the hell are you, and what are you doing with my kids?” Sloane edged closer, casing the room for something she could use as a weapon in case this chick was some bat-shit crazy stalker who was here to steal her babies.

“Please don’t be alarmed, Sloane.” The woman held her hands up, her shoulders tensed. “You probably don’t remember me, but I’m Olivia Henderson—Mrs. H’s niece from Chicago. But please, call me Livvie.”

Sloane’s hackles went down, but only slightly. She vaguely remembered the girl who’d spent a few weeks visiting her aunt during summers growing up. The woman before her bore no resemblance to the gangly, awkward girl with braces and bad skin who sometimes helped her aunt out at the general store.

“Well, Livvie from Chicago, that doesn’t explain what you’re doing in my kitchen with my children.” Sloane was standing a few feet from the woman. She’d quickly surveyed the twins to make sure they were fine. They both seemed content.

“Maybe it would be better if Benji explained.”

“Since he’s not here and you are, maybe you’d better explain.” Sloane didn’t like the idea that Benji and this woman shared some conspiratorial secret.

“I had an appointment to meet with both of you this morning, but you were sleeping so soundly that he didn’t want to wake you.”

“If the appointment was with both of us, why is this the first I’m hearing of it?”

Sloane moved in closer, struck by how beautiful the girl was. She was closer to Benji’s age than hers. Her blue eyes were stunning, the color of the Caribbean Sea. And her bronzed skin glowed as if she’d spent more than her share of time on a sandy beach. Her teeth were brilliantly white and perfectly straight.

The braces had obviously paid off.

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