The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“We were lucky. The rain had stopped by the time we got here,” Luca answered.

Sam uttered, “Did you have breakfast? I’ll make you something. Come on in and have a seat.”

“Alright. Thank you, Sam,” Luca was quick to reply.

The security team behind Luca said altogether, “Thank you, Sam.”

Abel got dressed into the suit he left in the house the last time and walked downstairs.

He ran into Luca and the other bodyguards who were thanking Sam and elbowing into the house.

“Tell them to grab breakfast in a restaurant. There are nine of you. How much can she cook for all of you?” Abel pulled a long face.

Sam smiled. “It’s okay. I can cook in batches. It won’t take long.”

Left with no excuse to take it out on his security team, Abel gave a nod.

He instructed Luca, “Why are you standing there? Clean up the place and run a business.”

Getting the message from Abel, Luca beckoned his team. “Mop the floor, wipe the tables, arrange the chairs, and make coffee.”

The bodyguards rolled up their sleeves and got down to business.

Thanks to the power in numbers, the café was sparkling clean in no time.

to be served. Don’t just stand there. Are you trying to

sat down in

on the edge of the table rather

a glance at them. Luca had some success with the

long before the first batch of breakfast was out of the oven. She brought out three plates on a

three

you, Sam.

bodyguards

a poached egg

security team ate

third batches

team of nine enjoyed a

up and ready to go. She

when she saw the situation downstairs. “Sam, are we running a

Louise, it’s us.” Luca urgently jolted up and swallowed the

was, wondering why you were all wearing the same clothes. Take your time. I’ll

do it. How many cups?”

it a thought before replying, “Three

Abel and commented, “Three cups? I don’t drink coffee. Two cups should be enough for you and Mr.

wasn’t going to get him a

was lost

pouted her luscious

cup for me, Benjamin, and Janie. I’m