They stole the wheelchair. And Amberleigh had no fucking remorse on the matter. Besides Dr. Gainey owed Grayson far more than he could ever atone for and it was a start. It was one less thing they needed to take care of the billionaire over the coming weeks.This model was unfortunately not the collapsible kind, so it took some maneuvering on Tito’s part to get it in the back hatch. Amber heard a few curses in Italian emitting from behind the SUV as she got Grayson settled in for the ride back to the warehouse. It was a cozy ride as she, Leo, and Grayson were crammed into a single row of seating as Tito had to fold down the back row of seats to get their stolen property in. But Amber didn’t mind being so close to her boys.She rubbed Grayson’s back and shoulders on the ride, as he fidgeted constantly to try and get into a comfortable position. But there was none to be found. He was miserable, though he never said it, she could tell by the sweat on his skin, the tense of his body with

Viola came by to sit with her son every day until the end of that first week. While Grayson loved his mother dearly, he’d soon grown tired of her company, not just because he hated to be taken care of, but also because of the stories his mother brought with her. She and Amber grew closer as the hours passed and their lips never seemed to stop moving, much to the surly billionaire’s chagrin.But Amber loved every fucking minute of her company, got satisfaction from the flushed cheeks or aggravated sighs from Grayson that his mother’s stories often caused. And she had the best stories indeed. Amber would tuck herself into the armchair by Leo’s bed and listen to Viola spill all the embarrassing anecdotes, often laughing until she peed herself a little. The stories were worth pure gold. Even though Leo often made an appearance in them, the chef never seemed to get embarrassed by their retelling and often added juicy details of his own. He seemed to enjoy the trip down memory lane while hi

Leo laughed uncomfortably, but Ash’s laugh was filled with merriment. He was not offended in the least.“As I said before, there’s plenty of me to go around. But I’m just friends with everyone in this room.”“For now, at least,” said Ebony boldly, “don’t you two have somewhere to fucking be?”“Yes, we do. And we need to get a move on it before were late. Especially if we hit traffic. Amber give Ebony the list of instructions you made so we can hit the road.”Amber eyed Ebony and then Ash. There was definitely an attraction and sexual chemistry going on there. She was likely to return with Grayson bitching about having to watch his caregivers hook up while they both neglected their duties. She’d never hear the fucking end of that.“Yeah, I’m not so sure this is such a good Idea,” she argued.Ebony huffed, “We'll be just fucking fine here without you.”“At least come meet Grayson before we leave.”“I’ll go start the car Love. Meet me in five or we will be late. Ash, Ebony take care. And

Lucinda made an announcement it was time to eat. As the guest of honor, Amberleigh was moved to the front of the line. She was pretty sure Rashida didn’t approve of the mound of food Amber piled on her plate gleefully.While the girls stuffed their faces, the embarrassing chatter had abated enough that Julian felt safe to return to the table. Ella and Harper had mostly sweets on their plates, but Julian explained he let them cut loose a bit on the weekends. Amber countered that it was her cousin’s own doom with two sugar high little girls unlikely to sleep that night. He said it was something she had to look forward to.Amber and Julian took a trip down memory lane while they feasted on mini sandwiches resembling trees, trail mix, cookies shaped like acorns, and other foods keeping with the fairy forest princess theme. Leo soaked up these stories eagerly. The chef was also feeling a bit devious as he snuck in naughty and discrete touches to Amber under the table. When she would flash

The rest of Amberleigh’s baby shower ran smoothly. Rashida had gotten a new target for her snide comments, now directing them at the woman who upset her grandson. It became open season on gossip about Courtney and many in the cottage were up for participating.Kira had captured nearly all of the altercation on the bridge on her smartwatch, as she’d been taking pictures beforehand. She'd turned it in the direction of the footbridge at the sound of the high-pitched “diva Karen scream", as she dubbed it. Kira had soon uploaded it under one of her accounts on the net. All they had to do was wait as the internet was a beast that no one could slay.Amber found room for another piece of cake, a proper sized one this time. Fadeswa didn’t go into labor but was crowned the victor of the scavenger hunt. The jar of body lotion she won was sure to come in handy for her, though she couldn’t really reach her feet yet. Amber couldn’t picture Pierre Clemonte as the type to rub his wife’s swollen feet,