Page 53 of Falling for the Billionaire Best Man

“There are always tears at an egg hunt,” I told him. “That’s what the cupcakes are for.”

“You owe me for this,” he said, his tone half-serious, half-teasing.

I held out a cupcake, grinning. “Here. Consider it payment.”

He shook his head, his eyes locking on mine. “No. We’re going out to lunch.”

I blinked, surprised. “Lunch?”

“Yeah,” he said. “You owe me, remember?”

I hesitated, my heart racing. It wasn’t the worst thing in the world to go to lunch with a gorgeous man. “Okay. Lunch it is. But first, we need to make sure everyone gets a cupcake and gets back to the right teacher or parent.”

Kaisen nodded, though he still looked a little shell-shocked. He grabbed a tray of cupcakes and followed me as we moved through the crowd, distributing the treats to the kids and their parents. The tears dried up quickly. One particularly enthusiastic boy tried to shove an entire cupcake into his mouth at once, frosting smearing across his nose and cheeks. Kaisen chuckled despite himself, shaking his head.

“Kids are something else,” he muttered.

“They grow on you,” I said, handing a cupcake to a shy little girl who clung to her mother’s leg. She peeked out from behind her mom, her eyes lighting up when she saw the treat.

Once all the cupcakes were handed out and the parents began corralling their little ones, I turned to Kaisen. “Alright, you’ve earned lunch.”