Semua Bab Nanny For The Billionaire's Baby: Bab 31 - Bab 40

DOMINIC POV:“Really?” she asked. Her tongue poked up, and she licked her lips.I wanted to lean in and press my lips to hers. I couldn’t, though.Not because of Camille and me, but because of Eileen. I couldn’t use her like that and make her a target of disdain. She deserved someone who could give her everything without baggage. And I would just be a casual fuck. But damn it, I knew that if I started, I would never get enough of her.“Yes. Really. It is everything about you that draws me in. Your smile. The way you walk. Seeing you around the house kills me. And when you nurse Harry? I think I am going to pass our sometimes.”She smiled shyly.“I swear to you. If nothing were in my way. I’d—”Harry picked the worst moment to cry. He could no longer wait. He ended the moment with a loud cry.Eileen kept smiling as she brushed past me and hovered over Harry. She picked him up and sat with him in the rocking chair. I watched as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse.‘Dominic, you should look

DOMINIC POV:I picked her up and quietly opened the door to Eileen’s room.She looked like an angel, her face pressed up against the pillow, her lips pouting. Half her face was partly covered with hair, making the sliver of skin visible seem like a hidden treasure.“Let Mama sleep,” I whispered to Bethany before closing the door.I took her downstairs and started making breakfast. I had no idea what to make for her, so I went with the pancakes she enjoyed a few days ago. I held her on one hip while I got out the stuff to make the pancakes.She seemed excited to be up with me, swinging her legs around. I couldn’t resist letting her mix the batter.I turned the heat on the pan when I saw the back door swing open. I expected it to be Eileen, so I was shocked when Greg walked through, shoes in hand, wearing the suit from last night.“Greg?” I asked quietly, but he jumped in surprise.“Jesus, fuck!” he shouted, whipping around. “What the hell are you doing here?”“Watch your mouth!” I hiss

DOMINIC POV:I hadn’t spoken to or seen Camille since that morning, so I was surprised when she made a big show of walking into the room and taking a seat beside me on the couch. She leaned forward, her eyes filled with worry as she reached to touch Harry’s head as he drank from the bottle in my arms. Eileen was upstairs giving Bethany a bath before bed, so Camille’s timing was just right.I wondered what she was up to. And then her words surprised me. “Can I feed him?” she asked, looking at Harry and then at me for permission.It was the first time she had taken the initiative to hold him. Otherwise, it had always been others nudging her along. This was her taking interest in him, and I wondered if all this time, she had been overwhelmed after giving birth and just needed some time to get used to another small person in her world who solely depended on her.As disappointed as I had been in her behavior for the past months, a part of me still loved her. She was Harry’s mother, after a

EILEEN POV:What began as a boring day turned out to be anything but. Harry had been doing alright when Dominic left in the morning, but by noon, he was fussing. He would nurse and then unlatch a few seconds later. And then he would stop to cry. I held him up and realized his nose was stuffy, and he couldn’t eat and breathe at the same time.He felt warm to the touch, so I took his temperature.It was pushing a hundred. Bethany was hotter than this when she was teething, but it was unlikely Harry was teething now.I dialed Dominic’s number and waited for him to answer. He listened to my explanation before calling the doctor. He returned my call and said Dan would get some fever-reducing medicine. Of course, I had some for Bethany, but I didn’t know how much to give such a small baby. I would never risk it. After I got the proper dosage from the doctor, Harry was doing much better.Dominic rushed back home an hour later. “I finished work early,” he said as he hurried over to me. He che

EILEEN POV:I dressed Harry in the car. Unsurprisingly, both he and Bethany were asleep before we got halfway home.Finally, when I had a moment, I reached into the packed bag and counted the numbers. I gritted my teeth when I found none of the packed bottles of milk were missing.“Lucy, how many bottles did you bring?”Lucy looked confused. She told me how many, and I pinched the bridge of my nose. “I thought it was fishy. I don’t know where Camille got this milk from, but it isn’t mine.”I swirled the suspicious bottle around. The bottle was definitely bought outside.“So, she sent me out and switched the milk?” Lucy asked, her eyes wide.I shook my head. “We can’t be sure. She has no reason to feed him something else when she knows he reacts poorly to formula.”Lucy bit her lip.I eyed her suspiciously. “Did she tell you something?”“She wanted to feed the baby and show everyone how good she was. Good press, she said.”I pinched the bridge of my nose. So, she wanted to show everyon