The Millionaire's

　　Well, this place definitely was no mansion. It was still nice though. A lot nicer than my grandma's little cabin house. It was a studio apartment, with two bedrooms and one bathroom.

　　"What are you thinking?" Austin asked while setting Sienna's carseat down

　　on the coffee table. I could tell that he was still a little on the intoxicated side, so I'm pretty sure I'd be fighting with him later about whether or not he was capable of actually holding her.

　　"This just...isn't you. I kind of expected something, I don't know, fancier? This place is more me," I explained as he threw himself down on the sofa.

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