Page 112 of Unwrapping Love

“I wanted to take the kids on a vacation.”

“Ashton isn’t in school?” he asked.

“I took him out. What’s the big deal? It’s only kindergarten.”

“Then go on your vacation,” he said. “If Saylor wants to see you, she’ll let you know.”

Sandy shrugged and grinned. “I don’t have a place to stay. And the kids are hungry. We’ve been in the car this whole time.”

“I’ve got to pee,” Mila said, running over.

He looked at Logan. “Can you take her?”

“What? No. What if she needs help?”

“I’ll do it, Rowan,” Michele said. He’d have to make sure his receptionist kept this information to herself, but it wasn’t guaranteed.

“You can go with Michele. She’ll show you to the bathroom.” He turned to Sandy. “You drove all this way with no place to stay?”

Talk about being irresponsible. But from everything he’d heard, nothing could shock him.

No, he was wrong. She left her sleeping child in the car. The kid that was now squirming with his hand on Rowan’s shoulder.

They were going to have a third kid up and making noise soon.

“I planned on staying with my sister. She wouldn’t turn away my kids. She hasn’t seen them in over a year. Dutton was just a baby then. The least she can do is visit.”

“If you think dropping in unexpected like this is going to get you a free vacation stay, you’re nuts.”

“You’d turn my kids out on the street?” Sandy asked louder.

“I’ll take care of this,” Logan said.

He put his hand out. “No. I appreciate it. This is a family matter.”

As much as he wanted to just dump Sandy anywhere but here, he couldn’t do it to the kids.

For all he knew, maybe Saylor would like to see her niece and nephews and he wouldn’t be the guy to stop it.

She trusted him saying her sister was reaching out, and he wouldn’t break that trust by not letting her know what was going on.

He put Dutton back in Sandy’s arms and walked away with his phone out.

“Hi, Rowan. You never call during the day. Do you miss me?” Saylor asked.

“Always,” he said, his voice not as harsh now. “But we’ve got an issue here.”

“Oh no. Are you going to be late? I’ll hold dinner for you.”

“I’ll be home soon. With guests.”

She laughed. “Are your siblings or your mother here to surprise you?”

He took a big breath. “No. It’s Sandy and the kids.”

“Fuck me!”

She couldn’t have said it any better.