Page 17 of The Secret Billionaire's Nanny

“I know it’s annoying,” I say. “But that sun is really a scorcher. You’ll be thankful later that you didn’t burn.”

“Yeah, I know,” says Penelope. “Hey, can I have another one of those fruity drinks?”

“Of course,” I say. “I’ll order one for both of us.”

Freshly sunscreened, Penelope runs off to play again on the beach. I reapply sunscreen to myself, too, then lay back again on the lounge chair and sigh with happiness. It’s truly paradise on this private island.

“Did I miss anything?”

Lucas lowers himself into the lounge chair beside me. He’s so gorgeously tan that I feel giddy at the sight of him—and we’ve already had sex twice today.

“Nope,” I say. “Just perfection and more perfection.”

“Yeah? Do you like it here more than our last vacation?”

“I loveeverywherewe go. But that’s because I’m with you.”

“Aw,” says Lucas, and leans over to give me a kiss. Then he leans down and kisses my barely-there bump. “How’s baby boy doing?”

“He couldn’t be better,” I say.

The last year has been a whirlwind, between the two of us getting engaged, me moving in, us getting married, and then getting pregnant. Not to mention the solo show at the gallery that I’ve been prepping for.

It’s been so wonderful, though. I couldn’t ask for more.

And while it’s been nice to know how financially secure we are, and it’s been really nice to go on lavish vacations like this, learning about Lucas’s wealth hasn’t changed things between us.I mean, when I first saw the balance in Lucas’s bank account, I almost fainted, there were that many digits to count. But after a while, I got used to that long, long row of digits. And, eventually, I stopped thinking about it. Because money’s great, but love is what’s really important.

And it’s love—deep, all-encompassing love—that I feel now as Lucas kisses me again.

“I love you so much, Sophia,” he says. “I can’t even tell you how much.”

“I love you, too,” I say. “Just as much. Actually, probably even more.”

“Not possible.”

“Oh yeah? How are we going to settle this?”

“Hmm,” says Lucas. “I dunno. But I know a way or two we can express our love.”

“Do tell.”

“Well…it begins with taking that pretty little swimsuit of yours off…”

I bite my lip. “Oh, God. I can’t wait for tonight.”

“Me either, Sophia,” he says, and presses his sweet lips to mine.