He already was sorry, but mostly because he didn’t have the right to carry her upstairs and do with her what his libido had been demanding since she showed up in his driveway with her classy BMW, sophisticated airs and a chubby baby girl a man would be proud to call his own.
“Lizzie—”
“Yes?”
“Most of the boys who come here lie to me about one thing or another at first. Eventually they learn they can trust me. I hope you will, too.”
She didn’t answer. Instead she turned away, diaper bag in hand, and headed up the stairs.
He watched her go. Having Lizzie in the house was going to make changes in his life.
Including a hell of a lot of cold showers.
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