The Billionaire's Regret
Poppy took over before we could start fighting like two adults who should have known better.
“I’ll be quick.”
“And don’t forget the croissants with the crunchy ends.”
“I won’t.”
“And don’t buy the almond ones. Bunny is allergic.”
I looked at Bunny, lying on the chair beside her. “Bunny is made of fabric, Pop.”
“Bunny still has bodily rights.”
Sebastian nodded as if that were a valid business statement. “Sure, Princesa.”
Poppy kissed the iPad screen loudly. “Bye, Daddy!”
“Bye, Capitano.”