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His sister joined in too.
Dakota spent half an hour trying to scrub it off while Daisy took a morning nap.
With the air conditioning off, Dakota was forced to remove the checkered shirt she wore over her tank top and swap her jeans for a pair of denim shorts. She’d change back into her jeans and shirt later on.
She changed so many diapers of so many different kinds and consistencies that she didn’t want to think about them anymore. She kissed moreoopsiesall better than she ever thought she would in her lifetime. She cajoled and lied, and she wasn’t even ashamed to admit that yes, she had told Lucas, aka the Dragon King now, that if he pushed anything into his ear, he’d wake a monster.
No shame at all.
They had a dance party, where she danced with a happily cooing Daisy on her hip. To think that just this morning she was terrified of dropping her, and now she was holding her in one arm while helping Princess C with her shoes while using her other hand.
They drew pictures and painted so much more. Princess C insisted on drawing a flower on her face as well, and after their afternoon snack of apples and cheese, they just dozed off right there on the floor. Dragon King slept beside her. Princess C curled up against her, her head cushioned in Dakota’s lap, while Baby Daisy used her boobs as a pillow. And of course Dakota herself.
All of them were fast asleep on the duvet they had dubbed Shadow Capturer.
She had never been more exhausted in all her life. And her hands no longer belonged to her. Lucas took one of her hands and held it. She used her other arm to cradle Baby Daisy and her hand to stroke Princess C’s hair.
She had no idea how long they slept.
But something around her changed. The already hot air took on a different feel. One that made her flustered and restless and warmed her whole body up, from her blood to her nerve endings.
Their presence made her heart pound. Their scent gave her butterflies in her stomach. And when she opened her eyes to find three indescribably gorgeous dads towering around her, the ache in her pussy, which she had tried to douse and burn, returned tenfold.
Oh crap.
Worse, she hadn’t taken a moment to start looking for the diamond. The real reason she was there in the first place.
But there she was, amidst the chaos, half-dressed in their living room.
Again.
Chapter Eight
Dakota decided to cut herself some slack.
She was new to this nannying thing, but she had kept the kids alive for a whole day by herself, fed them, and ensured they were relatively clean for short periods of time. She thought she was acing it.
So when Lucas and Princess C went from fast asleep to enthusiastically awake at the sight of their new dads, diving into their arms, Dakota ensured she maintained her grace no matter how she was dressed.
She rose from the floor as soon as Michael lifted Daisy off her chest.
"The air-con was giving Charlie the sniffles and it’s hot and…" She began as a way to explain her attire.
So much for grace.
She stopped herself from crossing her hands over her breasts just in time. Her tank top didn’t offer much in terms of modesty.
Her short shorts didn't help either.
If she were anyone else, she would have thought that the way they were looking at her, from top to bottom, meant they were interested in her. But she wasn’t someone else. And they were looking at the paint and pureed butternut on her top. The hole in her shorts. The glitter stars Princess C had stuck to her thighs. Her painted pink toenails on display because she was barefoot.
She followed their gaze as they glanced around their living room. The kids favored the room, so she had to improvise to make it semi-safe. She had already cleared it of all the alcohol. The sharp-pointed furniture had been pushed to one end of the room, and all the clearly near-priceless arty ornaments had been lined up behind a sofa, which she declared was a no-go zone.
"Yeah, if you’re going to be dads, this place really needs to be child proof. I should know. I’m the nanny."
Now why did she have to add that?
"We'll take care of it," Preston said quietly. The smoothness of his voice slid over her like honey, but the rough undertones brushed against her skin and gave her goosebumps.
