The Accidental Harem: A Contemporary Reverse Harem Romantic Comedy by JJ Knight

Author:JJ Knight [Knight, JJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cowboy, whychoose, menage, vacation, RH, reverse harem, billiionaire, polyamory, navy seal, country singer
Published: 2018-04-23T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 4: ARIANNA

I lead Dell to the supply closet. Surely someone like Dell has a staff member who can pick up some necessities this afternoon. Until then, I load up the storage net beneath the bed with whatever I can spare. I guess I'll be babysitting for a billionaire today. I can't leave her.

Only when we exit the child spa and turn right back into the main entrance of the building do I realize he lives upstairs. He nods at the doorman, who keys in his floor automatically. I know this because I live here too.

“There’s a back way into our facility from the inside,” I tell him.

“You mean I could enter from the rear?” he asks, his eyebrow raised, his intention clear. He thinks he can rattle me with a sexual innuendo.

“Only if you pull my hair,” I shoot back.

His startled expression is priceless. He didn’t expect that from me.

My heart hammers for saying this to him, but I don’t run a facility like I do without having a comeback for most things. A lot of the wealthy fathers are used to scouting for their next ex-wife. I’ve been propositioned a lot of ways.

It’s jaded the hell out of me, truth be told. Their wives have just had a baby and they’re already bored. There is no bond. No cuddles in bed with the three of them. Just another line item on their tax return. One more dependent. And eventually, another divorce decree.

We ride the elevator in silence. We pass my floor. I don’t think I’ll let him know I live downstairs. The child spa will run fine without me for a few hours. Surely by then, Taylor will have come up with some options for Dell.

Dell Brant. Right here in this elevator with me.

I peer into the carriage. The baby is sleeping now, her hand curled against her cheek. She’s beautiful, every perfect feature you’d expect. Fat cheeks. Nubby nose. Fine down hair.

Dell looks down at her too. “How old do you think she is?” he asks. “I have no experience in these matters.”

“I’d say about three months,” I tell him. “She’s filled out. Newborns tend to be scrawny. And she has some muscle tone in her neck.”

He nods. “So almost exactly a year ago.”

I assume he’s trying to figure out the mother. “She didn’t leave a note?” I ask.

“Just one that said to do the DNA.”

“You have any ideas?”

Those perfect lips purse together, and my heart skips. I’m annoyed by this feeling and squash it immediately. Here is a man in a ridiculous predicament, no doubt caused by his own crappy behavior.

But there’s an unexpected intimacy in the moment. It’s just the three of us in the elevator. We’re gazing on one of the sweetest sights there is. A sleeping baby.

“I’ll have to refer to my message history,” he says. “What are the parameters? The margin of error?”

“What do you mean?”

“If it was born prematurely, would it still look like this at three months?”

“She’s not an it!”

The elevator glides to a stop.

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