This statement startled both the nanny and Cecelia Archer.
It was one thing for a child to sleep with the mother and daughter, but a grown man like Shane Grant...
’He’ll never agree to this.’
Unexpectedly, Shane Grant tweaked Aidan’s nose and actually agreed.
"Okay. Daddy will give you a bath. It’s more polite to go over after we’re all clean."
"Yay! I get to sleep with you, Candy! Are you happy?"
The two children jumped for joy, their innocence on full display, but Cecelia Archer was so embarrassed she didn’t know where to look.
Shane Grant stood up, glanced at her, then picked up both Aidan and Candy and headed upstairs first.
This was the first time in Aidan’s life that his father had bathed him. As his dad washed him, changed him into his pajamas, and dried his hair, he felt so happy he thought he might faint.
"Daddy, I think you’re so handsome and gentle tonight. I really love it when you’re like this. Can you be like this with me every day from now on?"
Their faces were less than ten centimeters apart. As his son’s adorable, innocent eyes blinked up at him, Shane Grant’s guilt reached an unprecedented peak.
"Of course. From now on, Daddy will be with you every day."
After the father and son had cleaned up and changed their clothes, they didn’t rush over. After all, it was the girls’ room, and it would be rude to go in before they had finished their baths. They waited until Candy came to get them.
In the guest room, Cecelia Archer had already made the bed.
Shane Grant placed the two children on the bed. He and Cecelia Archer exchanged a look and, as if by silent agreement, both sat down on the rug beside the bed.
"Okay, you two, lie down and cover up. It’s time for a story."
Aidan propped his head up. "Daddy? Auntie? Aren’t you two coming up? Aren’t we all sleeping together?"
Knowing this awkward moment was inevitable, Cecelia Archer immediately blushed.
She didn’t know how to answer him, so she pretended to be busy, looking down and flipping through the picture book in her hands.
Shane Grant, however, didn’t shy away from the question. "Only grown-up men and women who are married can sleep together. Otherwise, it’s inappropriate. Aunt Archer and I aren’t married, and we’re not boyfriend and girlfriend, so we can’t sleep together. Aidan, you’re a big boy now. You have to remember this. Don’t just sleep with any girl in the future, and don’t ask Auntie this question again, okay?"
"Oh." Aidan nodded in understanding, then said regretfully,
"But I really want to sleep with both of you. It would be great if you two got married. Candy, if my dad married your mom, would you be okay with that?"
Candy blinked her big eyes, looked at her mother, and didn’t answer his question.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want her mom to marry Aidan Grant’s father; she just had a more suitable candidate in mind.
The handsome uncle had met her earlier, and he had already taken root in her heart.
Seeing she wasn’t talking, Aidan Grant gave Candy a little nudge.
"Why aren’t you saying anything? Don’t you like my dad?"
Candy could only say, "Your dad hasn’t even pursued my mom, so how could she marry him? The boy has to chase the girl before they can date. Don’t you even know that?"
The topic was getting more and more off-track. Cecelia Archer was so embarrassed she wanted to find a hole to crawl into, so she quickly interrupted them.
"Alright, alright, I’m going to start the story now. What do you want to hear?"
Cecelia Archer’s voice was incredibly gentle, and listening to her tell a story with such vivid emotion was a true pleasure.
Between the recent bad weather making his leg ache and the development of a new project, Shane Grant hadn’t slept well in a long time.

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