“You keep telling yourself that…”
“I gotta run.”
“Later, Robinson.”
I disconnected the call and ran my hands through my hair.How long has it been obvious to everyone except me that I’m hopelessly in love with Madeleine Sheppard?
Twenty minutes later, Madi joined me at the kitchen table.
“I’m pooped.”
“Make sure you get some rest tonight.”
“You’re so bossy.”
“You like it.” I winked.
She laughed. “We’re not talking about that in my brother’s house.”
That night wasn’t the only time she’d liked me being bossy, but I let it slide.
“Madi.” I reached for her hand. “You should know I offered to stay on Jamie’s couch to help out.”
“What can you do to help?”
It was a stupid question; there was a lot I could do to help.
And I’d be here to protect them.
“Whatever you need me to do.”
Madi gave the idea careful consideration before saying, “Yes, for tonight, but only because we’re all exhausted.”
“That works for me.” I had twenty-four hours to change her mind.
Chapter 33
Madi
True to his word, any time Richard and/or Rose woke up screaming, Matt was there to help. He didn’t hesitate to change diapers, warm up bottles, or rock a baby to sleep after said baby burped formula all over his shoulder.
My heart might have melted more than once watching him.
Despite his help, no one got much sleep. When my alarm went off, every fiber of my being protested. I allowed myself the luxury of hitting the snooze alarm once.
Okay, twice.
After rushing through a shower, I followed the rich scent of bacon to the kitchen.
Matt was standing at Jamie’s counter, cooking breakfast, in jeans and nothing else.
I will not stare at his gorgeous ass, or the stunning ink on his back.
“Is that Robinhood?” Color flooded my cheeks as the words left my mouth.
Nothing like starting the day with a healthy dose of humiliation before coffee.
“It is.”I can hear his grin. “Coffee?” he asked without turning around.
