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husband had while married to her. Only, Judith has never treated me any differently than her other sons. But I feel guilty for even being born when I’m in her presence.
    She clears her throat. “Thank you for going out with Walker tonight.”
    I smile. “A fair trade. I babysit your son, and you babysit my—my...” I still can’t say it, because I still don’t know. Paisley remains mum. Worse, she’s seeing Austin again, and we haven’t had sex since before Mia was born. She’s effectively cut me off.
    “My granddaughter,” Judith says firmly. “You know I love babies, Beau, and they can’t help the circumstances of their birth.”
    I eye her. Is that why she’s so nice to me? “I don’t want her growing up like me, wishing thing were different.”
    Judith pats my arm, and then gently smoothes back the little bit of hair on Mia’s head. “Just love her, Beau, and be there for her. Ask for help when you need it, and even when you don’t.”
    I glance down at the baby in my arms in time to watch her eyes flutter close. “What if she’s not mine?”
    Judith sighs. “If you really cared about that, then you would have had a paternity test five months ago.”
    She’s right. I would have, but a large part of me doesn’t want to know. I’m afraid of what I’ll do. I can’t abandon Mia. The sweet girl lying so trustingly in my arms deserves better than what life has already dealt her. And for damn sure, I’ll make that happen.
    “Yeah.” I lay Mia down in her crib, briefly placing my hand against her forehead. She doesn’t feel too hot, but I can’t be too careful. “Well, if you don’t mind, I’m not going back to King’s.”
    “Of course not.”
    As we walk to the front door, Judith gathers her things. “Walker didn’t need a babysitter.”
    “Neither did Mia.” I open the door.
    “But you needed a night out.”
    I run my hand through my hair and open the door. “It’s only been a month.” Though it seems like it’s been years.
    Judith pats my cheek. “You’re a good boy, Beau. Don’t let Paisley take advantage of you.”
    Like her husband, my father, does to her? “She can’t take advantage of me, if I’m the one who’s willing to help.” Besides, there’s no way in hell I’d let Austin touch Mia. So I offer to help every time. Hell, it’s the only time I call or text Paisley now.
    According to Paisley, he’s not interested in Mia like I am. Which pisses me off, because she makes it sound like I’m the one with the problem and not him.
    Judith and I finish saying goodbye. I shut the door and head to the kitchen to grab a beer.
    God knows I need one.
    I pop the top off with a bottle opener and take a long pull. Tonight is an epic failure in terms of going out. I barely talked to Walker or his friends. Mostly because they are annoying, but I knew that going in.
    And I blame myself for getting distracted by Lisa.
    Checking the video on the baby monitor, I make sure Mia’s still sleeping and then I make my way to the living room. I sink into the couch, and turn on the television, clicking through the channels until I give up and turn it off again.
    Taking another drink, I let my head fall back against the pillows. I can’t stop thinking about Lisa, or that hot little number she wore. Or how she felt all pressed up against me, nothing but our hands between us.  Her red lips close enough to nibble on.
    I groan. I’ve been celibate for far too long to let a female with a fake name, big tits, and wide-eyed innocence get to me so easily. Though I suspect it’s an act. Hell, I fell for it. Hook. Line. Money in the bustier.
    She’s good. I’ll give her that. There’s something about her that makes me want to protect her. Maybe it’s her eyes, green, gold, and brown swirls of colors that change to fit her mood. Flashing gold when she nervously laughs. Green when our hands touch. Brown when she lies. 
    I grimace. Lisa’s a horrible liar.
    We were together for barely twenty