Billionaire Baby Dilemma. Barbara Dunlop

felt supremely self-indulgent to take advantage of the Demarco staff, but without Lexi next door, Devin knew she’d need at least occasional help. Hopefully, the times would be few and far between. She’d needed to tire herself out before bed tonight, but she certainly wouldn’t be abandoning Amelia to take tennis lessons.

      “I’d like to spend some time with Amelia,” said Lucas.

      His statement caught Devin’s attention. “Why?”

      Lucas opened his eyes and turned. “She’s my niece.”

      “You’re afraid of her.”

      “I am not,” he denied. “Okay, I’m a little afraid of the slimy bits.”

      Devin fought a smirk. “The slimy bits are what make her a baby.”

      “I prefer clean, dry babies.”

      “Those are called adults.”

      Lucas frowned. “I want her to get to know me.”

      “I know. So I won’t have an advantage over you in court.” She shook her head and gave a dry chuckle. “She’s not a puppy, Lucas. We’re not going to put her down between us and see who she runs to.”

      Lucas’s eyes hardened, but he didn’t answer.

      She helped herself to a slice of kiwi. “But how very Machiavellian of you to think that way.”

      “She’s Konrad’s daughter.” All traces of humor and friendliness were gone from his voice.

      “And a ten-percent shareholder of Pacific Robotics. I understand completely.”

      His jaw tightened, and a muscle ticked next to his eye. “You haven’t a clue.”

      Oh, but she did.

      While he might occasionally appear to let his guard down, Lucas was single-minded in his objective. And that objective was Amelia. And Devin was the only protection the little girl had.