Maid To The Billionaire: The Tycoon's Love (Part Two) (Billionaire Romance) by Holly Rayner Page A

I’m not taking him from you. You can come too. Please, stay with him in my home. I know he doesn’t need me the way he does you… but I do need him.”
     
    Is he asking me to move in? I looked back down at the baby. I thought about the difference between my room in Liz’s apartment and the nursery that Alex had so painstakingly designed for our son. At his home, Michael would not only have everything… he would have both of his parents as well.
     
    “Okay, we’ll stay… for a while,” I said. Alex came over on my side of the crib and wrapped his arms around me. He pulled me into his chest and held me there. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. We stood there like that for a long time until Michael started fussing again.
     
    Alex kissed me on top of the head and then with his mouth close to my ear he whispered, “Thank you.”
     
    I shivered and then reached down and scooped the baby up into my arms. “Thank you… for him,” I said, kissing little Michael on the cheek. I sat down with him in the rocking chair and nursed him. By the time I finished, the nurse came in with our discharge instructions and half an hour later, we were in the back of the Bentley, taking our son home.
     
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    When we got to the house, Alex and I got little Michael all settled into the nursery. We both stood there staring at him and I wondered if all new parents had such a hard time tearing themselves away from their children. As we walked out of the room with the baby monitor in tow Alex said, “Would you like to begin interviewing nannies this week?”
     
    “No. I don’t want a nanny. I can take care of my own child.”
     
    “Vicki, you’ll need help… you’ll need a break at least every once in a while…”
     
    “I’m not turning over the care of my child to a stranger.”
     
    “I had a nanny growing up, I turned out okay.”
     
    “That’s not the point. I want to be the one there when he takes his first steps and says his first word and rides his first bike…” I felt tears brimming in my eyes. This was one of those moments when I let myself remember what different worlds Alex and I came from. It wasn’t that my mother was there for me… she wasn’t, but I grew up knowing that she should be. I’ve been away from my son for ten minutes now and I ache for him already. Alex was smiling at me and he had a look that I didn’t recognize in his eyes.

“What?” He reached over and wiped a tear that had escaped off my cheek. His touch was searing hot.
     
    “Vicki, I need you to trust me. I need you to believe me when I say that I don’t want to take one minute of that boy’s life away from you. I’d like to hire a nanny to be here to help, that’s all. We can hire her part time and you can send her home any time you like. I just don’t want you to be so exhausted that you can’t enjoy your time with him. I will help as much as I can, but you know that business takes me away a lot. Please trust that from now on everything I suggest or do is not just for Michael, but for you as well, okay?”
     
    I felt another tear roll down my face. I nodded. “I’m sorry,” I said. “Post-pregnancy hormones I think.” He smiled and once again he pulled me into his chest.
    When he did that, all of my worries and angst faded away. After several seconds he pulled back and said, “Are you hungry?”
     
    “I’m ravenous!”
     
    He laughed. “Good, let’s go downstairs and see what we can find.” I automatically looked back at the nursery. He laughed again. “You have the monitor. He’ll be fine.”
     
    “Okay,” I said, reluctantly. Alex was right, I knew that rationally… it was just so hard. I followed him down to the kitchen and when we got there, I stopped dead in my tracks in the doorway.
     
    “Oh my God, Alex! When did you do all of this?”
     
    He grinned. “I’d love to take all the credit, but before we left the hospital I called Cook and asked him to do this for us. Karen helped him