Lily Lily set the phone down, laughing quietly at Wyatt's response. Chicken with mac and cheese, huh? She thought, as she dug through the pantry to find a few things. And here I thought that all billionaires ever wanted to eat was the finest, most expensive foods in the world. Somehow, I didn't think mac and cheese would ever fall into that category. “Aunt Wiwee, can you help me get my dance clothes off?” Maggie stumbled into the kitchen. Her leotard was pulled halfway off and she was tangled up in it, making it nearly impossible for her to walk. Lily laughed as soon as she saw her. “Why are you so cute?” Lily asked, walking toward Maggie to assist her. “I guess I just am,” Maggie said, innocently shrugging her shoulders. Lily untangled her arms and helped her upstairs to her bedroom. “Let's get you changed. We have a few hours before your dad gets home. I told him we would make him dinner.” “Can we play outside?” Maggie asked. “Of course we can,” Lily said. “I'll get everythi

Wyatt Wyatt sat in front of the desk at his office. He was plowing through some financial documents that needed reviewing. It was a job that would normally have taken a few days, but he had every intention of getting it done in just a few hours. He'd made the promise to Maggie and Lily that they could go to the Renaissance Fair that afternoon and he wasn't about to back out of it. The Fair was all that Maggie now talked about since last night. She'd even gone upstairs that evening and pulled out her pirate costume. She laid it out on the bed, making sure that she had all of the accessories to go with it. Lily helped her, too, by locating an eye patch and some gold-colored costume jewelry. This should be great, he thought, taking another sip of coffee to help energize him through the morning. An entire afternoon with Maggie and Lily. It's just what I need. Maybe it will help me to relax a little bit. A knock came on his office door and he glanced up to see a silhouette standing on

Lily Lily turned around in the passenger seat, bringing her attention toward the back of the SUV. Maggie was there in her car seat, her eyes as wide as her smile. Well, the one eye that Lily could see anyway. The other one was covered up by her pirate's eye patch. “We're almost there, Maggie. Just a few more minutes,” Lily said. “Are you excited to see the fair?” “ARRRR!” Maggie's response made both Wyatt and Lily chuckle. “I'm ready, too.” Lily turned back around in the seat, admiring the scenery out of the front window. The festival was held about fifty miles from town. It was in a rural area, a place where most people would probably never go if it wasn't for the fair. Now, though, there was endless traffic as guests practically clamored over each other to get in. Wyatt drove the SUV down the dirt road until they got to the very end, where it ran into two giant parking lots overflowing with cars. “Looks like we weren't the only ones with this idea,” he said. After driving ar

Wyatt When Friday rolled around, Wyatt found himself unable to concentrate at work. His mind was whirling and anxiety tingled in his chest. He got up from his chair and paced back and forth. He was so restless that he couldn't sit down. Why is this bothering me so much? He thought. I knew that Lily would have to go home at some point. Why am I so upset by it? With only a few days left before Lily was to return home, Wyatt was a wreck. He'd spent the previous week watching her interact with his daughter and feeling such joy. Lily was such a good nanny. The perfect nanny, really. She'd taught Maggie how to tread water and had made her smile more times in one week than he had seen in the whole year since Caroline had died. To be honest, he'd smiled more this week too. Maybe I ask her to stay for a while longer, he thought. Maybe I can see if Mildred wants another week off of work. He knew that wasn't the answer, though. Not only because Mildred likely wouldn't want any more time of

Lily Lily handed Maggie a plate. “Can you put this one at the end of the table?” she asked Maggie. Maggie marched the plate over to the far side of the dining room table and set it down. “This one is for Daddy,” she said. “Did you set out the silverware?” Lily asked. She nodded affirmatively. “Yep.” “Good,” Lily replied. “Thanks for helping me out with this, Maggie. I couldn't have done it without you. Your dad should be home any minute and we can have dinner as soon as he gets here.” God, I hope everything turns out okay this time, she thought. It should, though. I spent over an hour researching how to cook the perfect steak. Lily was pretty sure she had nailed it, too. She had seared the steaks in the frying pan, just long enough so that they had a nice, brown crust on the outside. The pad of butter on top had just finished melting. They smelled absolutely amazing, too. For the first time since she'd started working there, she felt fairly confident in the meal. The sides h