Taylor's POV

I got home after last night's eventful ending and went to the kitchen.

My babysitter; Andrea was feeding my little girl.

"Mama!" Darcy called when she saw me, oatmeal all over her face.

"Hello baby." I smiled, grabbing a cloth from the kitchen counter as I walked over to her.

I cleaned her mouth and gave her a kiss.

"How's my angel this morning?" I asked her.

"Am ok mama." She giggled.

I looked to Andrea who smiled.

"I hope she was no trouble." I sighed.

"No problem at all." Andrea smiled. "An angel as always."

I smiled and stroked my daughter's cheek with the side of my index finger.

"Good. Here." I replied, getting my purse.

I handed her $60 and went with her to the door after she said goodbye to Darcy.

"Thank you so much for last night." I smiled, giving Andrea a hug.

"It was no problem at all. You know you can call me anytime."

I nodded and opened the door, giving her one last hug.

"Until next time." She chuckled.

"Quite right." I laughed. "See ya, hun."

I closed the door as soon as she left the front yard and went to the kitchen.

Darcy was once again, covered in oatmeal.

"Oh Darc..." I chuckled, cleaning her face off again.

"I keep missing my mouth..." Darcy huffed.

I laughed. "Oh do you now?"

She nodded frantically, making me laugh more.

Once breakfast was finished, I cleaned everything away and sat down with Darcy as she played with her dolls in the living area.

Then there was a knock at the door.

I went over and answered it, only to see a frantic Jake with Amelia.

"Jake. What's up?" I asked.

"Can you take Amelia for a while? I've fucked up." He asked, panting.

"What did you do?" I asked, letting Amelia run inside to her best friend.

"I drunk texted Andy last night after you fell asleep and now I'm pretty sure he wants to kill me..."