Three months later…
Gahn heard the cries. How does this kid eat so much? He mumbled.
Dahlia was out cold. Seriously, we need a nanny, or three. We’re dying here, he thought.
He shuffled to the nursery. “Hey, Jay, what’s the deal, buddy?” he said.
Jay grinned at him. “Alright, you won. That smile? Killer. Bet that’s how I won your mom over. We’ve got the magic grin, women can’t resist it…oh, crap.” He froze as Dahlia appeared in the doorway, smiling.
“What exactly are you teaching our son?” she asked, pulling him in for a kiss.
“Drink up, kid. Your mom’s got plans for me,” Gahn said, as she started unbuttoning her pajama top.
“Not cool, Dahlia. I’m on baby duty here,” he called after her as she walked away.
He dialed Greg. “Get me two nannies. Full background checks, you know the dr
