All Chapters of Satisfying the billionaire (mxm): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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CHAPTER SIXTY ONE

We walk downstairs hand in hand.Before we even reach the back door, Jamie shouts, “Are you two done making out or can we come inside now?”Grayson groans. “Watch your mouth.”I laugh. “We were not making out.”“Sure,” Jamie mutters.We step outside. The heat hits us instantly. Hanna is already in the pool, floating on her back.“Leo!” she waves. “You look tanned!”“I’ve been under movie lights for weeks,” I say. “That counts, right?”Jamie snorts. “So you’re officially famous now?”“Don’t start,” I warned him.Grayson squeezes my hand before letting go. “He was already famous. Now he just complains more.”“I do not complain.”“You complained about airplane food for twenty minutes,” he shoots back.“That’s valid.”Jamie laughs. “I missed this. The house was quiet without Leo.”My chest warms. “You missed me?”“Don’t make it weird,” he says quickly.Hanna swims closer to the edge. “We were talking about the fundraiser again.”Grayson sighs. “Not this again.”“Yes, this again,” Jamie sa

CHAPTER SIXTY TWO

Jamie grabs four glasses from the kitchen cabinet while Hanna squeezes lemons into a jug.Grayson leans against the counter, arms crossed, watching me.“What?” I ask.“You’re smiling.”“I can’t smile now?”“You only smile like that when you’re thinking too much.”Jamie slides a glass toward me. “He’s right. That’s your overthinking face.”“I do not have an overthinking face.”“You do,” Hanna says softly.Grayson steps closer. “What’s going on in that head?”I take a sip of lemonade. “Nothing dramatic.”“That’s a lie,” he says calmly.Jamie looks between us. “Should we leave?”“No,” I say quickly. “It’s fine.”Grayson studies me for another second, then nods. “Okay.”Jamie clears his throat. “So about the fundraiser. The shelter is bringing like… fifteen dogs and ten cats.”“Ten cats?” I grin. “He’s definitely holding a cat.”Grayson points at me. “I am not.”“You have strong ‘secret cat lover’ energy.”“I don’t.”“You do,” Jamie says.Hanna nods. “You look like you’d name it something

CHAPTER SIXTY THREE

Jamie drops onto the couch again like he owns the place.“So,” he says, pointing at us. “Did you plan my future sibling yet?”Grayson groans. “You just walked in.”“I’m curious.”I cross my arms. “You were the one who told us not to rush.”“Yeah, but I still want updates.”Grayson looks at him. “Nothing is decided.”Jamie studies our faces. “But you talked.”“Yes,” I say.“And?”“And it’s private,” Grayson answers calmly.Jamie flops back dramatically. “I hate secrets.”“You love secrets,” I correct him. “You literally hide snacks in your room.”“That’s survival.”I laugh.Grayson sits beside him. “Come here.”Jamie eyes him suspiciously. “Why?”“Just come here.”Jamie leans closer and Grayson wraps an arm around his shoulders.“You’ll always be my first kid,” Grayson says quietly.Jamie stiffens for a second, then relaxes. “I know.”“No competition,” Grayson continues. “No replacing.”Jamie nods. “Okay.”I sit across from them, watching.Jamie glances at me. “And you?”“What about me

CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR

Jamie orders three large pizzas like he’s feeding an army.“You know there’s four of us, right?” I ask.“And leftovers exist,” he replies.Grayson takes his wallet out. “I’ve got it.”Jamie smirks. “Of course you do.”“Don’t start,” Grayson warns.“I’m just saying. Billionaire perks.”Grayson throws him a look. “I stepped down, remember?”“You’re still rich,” Jamie says casually.I laugh. “He fixes scrap cars now. Very humble.”Grayson points at me. “You liked the car.”“I did. It’s cute.”“It’s not cute. It’s classic.”Jamie shakes his head. “You two argue like an old married couple.”“We are married,” I remind him.“Exactly.”The doorbell rings.Jamie jumps up. “Food!”He practically runs to the door.Grayson watches him go. “He eats like he’s still growing.”“He is,” I say.Jamie comes back balancing pizza boxes. “Smells amazing.”We spread everything on the coffee table.Hanna texts Jamie and he reads it out loud. “She says tell Leo good luck with the puppies.”Grayson groans. “Th

CHAPTER SIXTY FIVE

The next morning, I woke up alone in bed.I reach out instinctively, but Grayson’s side is cold.I frown and sit up.The house is quiet, but I hear something downstairs.Voices.Jamie’s voice. And Grayson’s.I pull on a shirt and head down.Jamie is sitting at the kitchen island, still in his pajamas, eating cereal. Grayson stands across from him holding two mugs of coffee.They both look up when they see me.“Morning,” Jamie says casually.Grayson’s face softens immediately. “Morning.”He walks over and hands me one of the mugs.“You made coffee?” I ask.“I always make coffee.”“Not always.”He shrugs. “Today I did.”Jamie watches us carefully.“What?” I ask him.He smirks. “Nothing.”“You’re being weird.”“You’re being domestic.”Grayson rolls his eyes. “Finish your cereal.”Jamie ignores him. “So… are you guys free today?”Grayson nods. “Why?”Jamie hesitates. “There’s something I want to show you.”I glance at Grayson. “Okay…”Jamie stands up suddenly. “Come on.”He grabs his hood

CHAPTER SIXTY SIX

We get back home, the sun now lower, painting the house in a soft orange glow. Jamie is still buzzing from the puppy encounter, practically bouncing as he talks about names, toys, and where he’d put a dog bed.“I vote for Sir Barksalot,” he says, grinning.“Absolutely not,” Grayson groans, though his lips twitch at the corner like he’s already imagining it.“Sir Barksalot Knight?” I laugh. “Sounds regal.”Jamie gasps. “Exactly! A proper knight for our house!”Grayson shakes his head, pretending to be annoyed. “I can’t believe I married into this chaos.”“You love it,” I tease, nudging his arm.“I tolerate it,” he murmurs, though the corners of his eyes crinkle.Jamie suddenly turns serious. “Wait… if we adopt, can the puppy be our first family thing?”I glance at Grayson. “That’s… kind of a good idea.”Grayson crouches slightly, resting his elbows on his knees. “You’re thinking about the puppy as practice for a real kid.”Jamie nods vigorously. “Exactly! I can be the best big brother

CHAPTER SIXTY SEVEN

The next morning, the house is quieter than usual. Jamie is still asleep, and the sun is spilling gold across the living room. Grayson and I sit at the breakfast table, cups of coffee in hand, the silence between us comfortable.“So…” I begin cautiously. “Are we really going to do this today?”Grayson takes a slow sip. “Yes. We’re going to the adoption agency. No backing out.”I grin nervously. “No backing out… got it.”Jamie suddenly pops his head into the kitchen. “You guys are moving fast!”“I’m just going with the flow,” Grayson says with a smirk.“You’re very fast,” Jamie corrects, crossing his arms.I laugh. “You’ll get used to it.”Jamie grins. “Fine. But I’m coming. I’m officially your family advisor.”Grayson groans dramatically. “I feel threatened.”Jamie smirks. “You should.”We finish breakfast, and I help Grayson load a backpack with paperwork and water bottles. I can feel the tension in my chest excitement, nerves, anticipation all rolled into one.“Leo,” Grayson says qu

CHAPTER SIXTY EIGHT

The ride home is quiet at first. Jamie sits in the back, headphones on, pretending not to notice us holding hands up front. Grayson and I exchange a glance, fingers still intertwined on the center console.“So…” I start, breaking the silence. “You really did that. You connected with him.”Grayson smirks, eyes on the road. “I didn’t just connect. He liked me.”I laugh softly. “Of course he did. You’re irresistible.”Grayson glances at me. “You think I’m smooth?”“Extremely smooth,” I tease.He scoffs, pretending to be annoyed. “I’m going to start charging you for compliments.”I grin. “Worth every penny.”Jamie groans from the back. “You two are so gross.”“Gross?” Grayson laughs. “Buddy, this is called love.”Jamie rolls his eyes dramatically. “Still gross.”Back home, we’re greeted by the empty quiet of the house. The sun is dipping lower, the evening settling in.Grayson drops his bag by the door. “We survived the first official visit.”I nod, stretching. “And I think we did pretty

CHAPTER SIXTY NINE

The next morning, the house is buzzing with energy. Jamie is up before the sun, racing around with a notebook in his hand, planning schedules, lists, and what he calls “Dad and Leo training activities.”Grayson and I sit at the kitchen table, coffee in hand, watching him scramble.“Jamie,” I say, laughing. “Slow down. We’re not adopting a whole soccer team.”“I have to make sure everything’s perfect!” Jamie exclaims. “If we adopt a kid, I have to make sure you guys know what to do!”Grayson smirks, leaning back in his chair. “I’m terrified.”“Why?” I ask.“Because I’m about to be trained by an 11-year-old on how to be a dad again,” he replies, mock groaning.Jamie points dramatically. “Exactly! You need training!”I laugh, sipping my coffee. “He’s not wrong, you know.”Grayson narrows his eyes at me. “You’re encouraging him.”I shrug innocently. “I’m encouraging my family.”Jamie claps his hands. “Okay, first lesson: diaper duty! Or, in our case, pretend diaper duty for the puppy!”Gr

CHAPTER SEVENTY

The call comes on a Tuesday morning.I’m in the kitchen, still half asleep, pouring cereal into a bowl when Grayson’s phone rings on the counter. He’s upstairs in the shower, so I glance at the screen.Melissa – Adoption AgencyMy heart jumps.“Grayson!” I shout.He appears seconds later, hair damp, shirt half-buttoned. “What’s wrong?”I point at the phone. “It’s Melissa.”His expression shifts instantly from calm to alert. He grabs the phone, hesitates for a split second, then answers.“Hello?”I watch his face carefully.“Yes… yes, this is Grayson Knight… Okay… I see… Thursday?” He pauses, glancing at me. “Yes. That works.”Another pause.“Yes. We’ll be ready.”He hangs up slowly.I step closer. “What happened?”He exhales. “Home study.”My stomach flips. “Already?”He nods. “She’s coming Thursday. She wants to see the house. Meet all of us. Ask questions.”Jamie suddenly appears behind us like he’s been summoned by pure curiosity. “Ask questions about what?”Grayson turns to him. “

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