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call you ‘Darling Husband’ on the blog because you’re so, well, darling. You’re a great dad…”
    He made checkmarks in the air. “Darling and great.”
    “And a wonderful help around the house, always looking to give me time to relax and recharge.”
    She smiled dreamily, and it occurred to him she’d created the life she wished she had, and, if he was smart, he’d make her dream a reality. That’s how he’d get in with her. He could help around the house. Couldn’t be that hard—stick some dishes in the dishwasher, toss clothes in the washing machine. He already liked being with Bryce.
    She continued. “You appreciate all of my efforts at being a good mom. You surprise me with flowers just because.” Her eyes lit up. “And we do all sorts of fun things together, like horse-drawn sleigh rides in the snow, slow dancing in front of a toasty fire—”
    “Paint each other’s toenails?” He couldn’t help interrupting. Their life was beginning to sound like a chick flick.
    She shut her mouth with a snap. “You think it’s stupid.”
    “I think it sounds like a wonderful fantasy,” he said diplomatically.
    “What’s wrong with a fantasy? I have tons of blog readers—moms from all over the world—who find it inspirational.”
    “Nothing wrong with a fantasy. But do your readers know that? Because nobody has that kind of life, except in the movies.”
    She raised her chin. “I’m sure some people do. And I want it. It’s a good life.”
    “It’s a fake life.”
    Her brows knitted together. “Can you just pretend for one day?”
    “I can do better than that. Be right back.” He headed for his bedroom and returned with the laptop. “Pull up the blog. I’ll read every entry and make your dream a reality. I’ll be your fantasy come true.”
    She put a hand to her throat, her face flushing. “Really?”
    That flushed, breathless reaction was exactly the reason he was happy to do it. “Really.”
    He handed her the laptop. A moment later, the blog popped up. The title, Daisy Does It All , already had him thinking dirty. He began to read.
    The first blog posts weren’t that interesting. “The Joy of Sunday Cooking” caught his eye. Apparently she made rosemary leg of lamb with baby potatoes and steamed asparagus, and then doubled the recipe to freeze for “busy weekdays.” He kept going. She talked about food a lot—spinach and leek quiche, lobster tail with saffron rice, vegetable lasagna. His mouth watered. He turned to her. “You said you only cooked grilled cheese. Here you’ve got all sorts of complicated recipes, and I know I’ve had that lamb at Garner’s.”
    She smiled tightly. “I borrowed some from there, some from my travels.”
    “You’d better hope Jessica doesn’t ask you for a cooking demonstration.”
    “Don’t be silly. She just wants to interview me. Us.”
    He turned back to the blog. Trips to the doctor with baby, driving with baby while listening to classical music, dressing baby up for holiday pictures—Bryce had looked adorable in his Santa hat—the New Year, and keeping a journal to remember all of baby’s firsts. So far, only hints of Darling Husband—he agreed with her, helped her with pictures, and reminded her of baby’s first laugh. Easy enough.
    Oh, hey now, things were getting interesting. Valentine’s Day seemed to involve an elaborate seduction scene. Yup, he was all over that. Next was bedroom shenanigans—double yup—and a vacation with sex on the beach. Hell, yeah . He stopped reading and gave her a once-over.
    She squirmed.
    He laughed. “No worries. I got the gist. I’m your man.”
    She gestured to the screen. “I mean, this wasn’t exactly my fantasy life, more like what I imagined my readers might like.” Her cheeks flushed pink, giving her away.
    “Sure, sure.” He let her off the hook, for now. “We should have a first date story to tell everyone.”
    They’d never had a first date. Just one crazy drunken night.
    Daisy