Rebecca Winters - The Billionaire And The Baby

His lips twitched. “What’s sauce for the gander…”

“May be, but this goose doesn’t happen to be your wife.”

“Since I’m not married and never have been, I don’t see the problem. Don’t you know there’s an old adage that white lies are the good kind?”

“You made that up.”

He chuckled. “Even if I did, it’s true. Think how happy it will make her.”

“Uh-oh. She’s coming with our food.”

“Dieu merci! I’m ravenous.”

“Here you go.” The waitress fastened the tray of food to the lowered glass of the car window.

“How much do I owe you?”

“Since you’re going to autograph this for me, not one cent.” She handed him a new menu and pen through the opening.

He signed it, then gave everything back along with a twenty-dollar bill.

“‘Dear Marie.’” She read the words aloud. “‘We hope you and your husband enjoy many train rides across the country in the near future. With sincerest regards, Mr. and Mrs. Dominic Giraud.’”

Her head lifted. “Oh, my. This is wonderful. But I can’t take the money.”

“I insist.”

“Well, thank you again.”

“You’re welcome.”

“When you’re through, just blink your lights and I’ll come for the tray.”

As she hurried off, Dominic turned to his lovely companion who’d remained silent during the exchange. He put a straw in her drink and handed her what she’d ordered.

“Alone at last.”

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