Chapter 87

Traveling with a baby under the age of two should be against the law. The Outer Banks were just that...outer. You couldn't get there from here, and traveling anywhere was a hassle, but add an active baby to the mix, and I was ready to shoot myself an hour into the trip. We'd decided to fly to avoid the long drive, and I prayed Mark didn't cry once we were airborne. I didn't want to be that parent or him to be that kid.

I knew there was a reason I was marrying Liam, and it was more than his striking good looks and his ability to thoroughly satisfy me physically. He was brilliant and had insisted we bring a nanny with us. Lizzy was a college student who'd babysat for us occasionally when she was home from school. Somehow, Liam knew her parents, and I'd fallen in love with her the moment I'd met her. She adored Mark and had become part of our little family almost instantly.