My Baby’s Daddy

Zacharias took Shirley’s hand. “Let’s go. Let’s enjoy ourselves over the next three days.”

Shirley followed him into the resort. A group of servants were welcoming them, giving them presents and flowers. Shirley took the flowers. A steward said, “Sir, madam, please take a break on the second floor. We shall serve afternoon tea shortly.”

Shirley was stunned. Madam? Do these people not know the relationship we share? Do they think I’m his wife?

Zacharias held his laughter in. He put an arm around Shirley’s shoulder and said, “Let’s head to the second floor then, madam.”

Shirley pursed her lips, holding her laughter in as Zacharias took her to the second floor. Right after they came to the landing, she gave Zacharias a questioning look.

Zacharias chuckled. “Don’t you like how they address you?”

loved it, but she still wasn’t his wife, so she felt nervous being addressed that way. “I do. Shirley smiled. She then convinced herself, “It’s not like anyone else is

a trial run for our marriage,

I can tell my folks we’re dating once we get back home. We don’t have to be

lounge on the second floor. Shirley was tired and hungry from the trip here, for it had taken them nearly

servants over to them. The servants were holding exquisite platters, and the food was

piece of toast and took a bite. Her eyes lit up.

taken his food, but when Shirley said the toast was nice, he took her wrist and fed himself with her

at him. “You just

have a bite.” Zacharias cocked an eyebrow. Shirley felt her cheeks burning up, but she felt sweeter than the dessert before

teatime, Shirley wanted to stroll around the rose garden. The place was gorgeous; even a little time in the garden could cheer her up. Zacharias went with her. Shirley walked ahead of him, staring around. Her hair was untied, and it billowed in the wind.