"Mommy, how old is this little pig?"
"I heard the man at the zoo say he's only three months old."
"He's still just a little baby."
"He is." Melody Monroe nodded.
"Then you can be his mommy, and I'll be his daddy."
Evan Fairchild shot up straight on the sofa.
'What the hell?!'
'Who's going to be the daddy?'
'Ian Monroe, you dare say that again!'
"Huh?" Melody Monroe was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh. "I'm his mommy, and Ian is his daddy?"
"Yeah, if he has a mommy, he has to have a daddy! Ian can do it. I'll take good care of him," Ian Monroe nodded solemnly.
"Then what about me?"
A deep voice suddenly sounded from behind Melody Monroe and Ian Monroe.
They both looked up at Evan Fairchild, who was standing behind them.
"Mr. Fairchild, do you want to help take care of Bunny too? You have to take care of him to be his family," Ian Monroe said very seriously.
