BILLIONAIRE'S DEAD WIFE RETURNS
Jake’s in the kitchen, flipping pancakes with one hand and holding a cup of coffee in the other like some sort of domestic superhero.
“Morning,” I say, leaning against the doorway, the baby monitor in one hand.
Jake turns, smiling when he sees me. “Morning, beautiful.”
He walks over, pressing a quick kiss to my lips before flipping another pancake. “Sleep okay?”
“Barely,” I say with a soft laugh. “Your son has decided that nighttime is for singing.”
Jake grins. “He gets that from you.”
Before I can reply, Chanel runs in, her backpack bouncing against her shoulders. “Mommy, Daddy, guess what? There is a family day at school next week! You both have to come!”
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