The One Month Boyfriend (Wildwood Society)

“I don’t know. Maybe? I don’t actually know shit about babies,” she says, and I start laughing.

“Really?”

“Shut up.”

“So babysitting didn’t suddenly ignite your baby fever?” I tease. Once Kat stopped being so anxious, she and Nathaniel were actually pretty cute together. I think she’ll be a fun aunt.

“It very much did not,” she says. “You?”

“Not even a little,” I say.

“Good,” she says. “I like having you all to myself.”

“Greedy,” I say, kissing the top of her head, her hair warm and smooth beneath my lips.

“You like it,” she says back, voice lazy and a little rough, and she’s never been more right.

“Yeah,” I agree, because I can’t argue with that. “I do.”

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