"What?! How do you lose a baby that can only crawl?"
Alex stuttered. "Uh-I-she-"
"I don't care. Just help me find her!" I went into the kitchen (Taylor's favorite place in the house).
"Okay.." Alex followed me around the house looking clueless.
She looked up at me, terrified.
"You're not helping! You do realize I'm gonna press charges, right?"
Then before I could walk off, she passed out. Right there. In the middle of my kitchen. I picked up the phone to call the cops when I heard a small whine. I quickly turned around the see Taylor struggling to open her baby bottle.
"Taylor!" I threw the phone down and ran toward her.
She laughed and handed me her baby bottle. She had food stains all over her shirt and her hair was a mess.
"We need to get you cleaned up!" I turned back around and saw Alex start to wake up.
"Wha-What happened?" Alex rubbed her head.
"You lost my baby and you were walking out the door to leave."
She nodded. "Oh. Well....bye then." She got up and walked out the front door.
I picked up Taylor and hugged her, taking her into the bathroom. I changed her into a purple jumper and brushed her hair. I don't know what Alex was doing while Taylor was making such a mess, but Alex will never enter my house again.
Liam walked in the door right as Taylor fell asleep.
"How'd Alex do?"
Liam's face dropped. "But she's right there."
"Well yeah, I found her."
"So you fired Alex?"
"Of course! That's what you would've done, right?"
"Uh-yeah of course! No one does that to our kid!" He leaned over and kissed my forehead.
I laughed and went into the kitchen to get some cheetos. I came back into the living room and Liam was asleep on the couch.
He's such a perfect guy. I wouldn't want to be engaged to anybody else. Ever.