My Baby's Daddy

Having considered the feline to be part of the family, Elliot reached out to pat its soft, furry head and asked, “You’re not angling for a kiss too, are you?”

The kitten meowed once more as if to answer in the affirmative.

Amusement seized Elliot as he continued scratching the cat behind its ears to placate it. There was a serenity in the way the family of three and their cat hung out with each other under the evening sky. For a while, it was as if the world was at peace.

Meanwhile, Lorelai was on her way home when she called her mother and told her what happened with Anastasia. Upon hearing the details, Kendra said on the other line, “You did the right thing, Lorelai. That way, Anastasia won’t be suspicious of you or see you as a threat.”

Lorelai had deliberately dropped by Anastasia’s house during the late afternoon and left before dinner time just so the latter wouldn’t think she was trying to butt into her family affairs. The clever planning would help Lorelai make a good impression on Anastasia, who would then put her guard down.

Presently, there was an ambitious glimmer in Lorelai’s eyes as she said, “By the way. Mom, I’ve already sent in my resume to Presgrave Group.”

“That’s a little too soon, Lorelai. My father said not to rush the plan, remember? After all, Elliot is still in his honeymoon phase with Anastasia. You ought to wait until she’s got a second kid on the way before you make a move.”

gauge Elliot’s feelings for me, that’s all,” Lorelai explained. It was like

you pace yourself and don’t muck up our

know, Mom. I’ll be careful,” Lorelai promised

onto the couch, its claws digging

to the side and asked in amusement, “Shouldn’t you be with your darling little master

it staked out a corner and curled up in

bedroom door opened and Elliot walked in dressed in his lounge suit. He had only just wrapped up an online conference with international affiliates, and there was

he wore suits, and she couldn’t help the primal urges that seized her during moments like these. It was an almost feral instinct

that lay on the other end of the spectrum from his

and murmured as