Chapter 7
Rachel checked on her son in the nursery where he played with a rattle. Life with a full-time nanny sure made the day a little easier. How had she been a single mother without this help for all that time? The luxury was addictive.
Her old life seemed impossible now.
She walked back out into the living room as Ollie left his bedroom, wearing a mint green t-shirt and jeans, rather than the white collared shirt from earlier. He ran his hands through his hair like he was checking that no water from his quick shower remained. He noticed her and rushed to her side. “Rachel, are you going to the wives’ group while I talk to my brothers?”
“Yes.” She tugged on his shirt near his abdomen, liking the more casual look. “Ollie, I hope you find who you are looking for, fast.”
He gazed dow
