My Baby's Daddy

“No, of course not!” He looked at her with narrowed eyes. He knew exactly why Martha had asked Emily to come here. Knowing the old lady, she was most likely playing matchmaker, and this was just her way of setting him up with Emily.

“Then why do you look like you aren’t happy to see me?” Emily accused, biting down on her lip.

“I’m happy to see you. I was just thinking about something else, that’s all.” He had only just said this when a loud cry sounded from the second floor.

“Ow!”

rose from the couch and headed up the stairs with Emily in his wake. When they reached the guest room, they saw Sophia standing by the ironing board holding her hand, and

to grab her hand and immediately saw the

She had instinctively cried out in alarm when she made contact with the hot iron, but she didn’t think she would

to pull away from Arthur, but he tightened his grip on her and led her to the bathroom, then turned on the tap to run her red, angry palm under cold water. While doing so, he chided, “You should

heart leaped to her throat when she saw this scene. She remembered how much Arthur

to him and whispered in retort, “It’s not

hand, they walked out of the bathroom together. Then, he glanced at