Baby Be Mine (Spinsters & Casanovas Series Book 1) Read Online Free Page A

European-Kiwi
features, fair skin, with a few sprinkled freckles dotted on his
nose and cheeks; while she had the typical Asian features in her
genes, making her traits stand out more than her other cousins,
with thick black hair and fair porcelain skin. When the two were
seen out and about together, no one would even believe they were
related.
    “Happy birthday, you.” He hugged her from
behind, almost strangling her neck in the process. “And I’m not
going to congratulate you for turning thirty, but I’m definitely
gonna get some of that cake on the table over there.” He laughed
cheekily, eyeing his favourite white chocolate cake.
    “Max, you rascal.” She swatted his hand and
stood up, facing him. “Don’t think you can come to my birthday
party without congratulating me. Now be a good boy and say your
part.”
    “Nah.” Max shook his head, smiling.
    “Maximilian Henry Christopher Mason!”
Clarice warned him, knowing Max hated it whenever anyone used his
full name.
    Max screwed up his face in disgust. Why his
parents had decided to name him Maximilian was beyond him. Clarice
did mention his mother was a historical romance fanatic since
reading that book from her favourite author Alexia Praks, called The Duke’s Revenge or something along those lines, with the
hero being called Maximilian. His mother had become so addicted to
the story that she had declared if she ever had a baby boy, she
would name him Maximilian. Then lo and behold, just three months
later she was pregnant. And now he was stuck with the name.
    “Not going to,” Max said, determinedly
stubborn.
    “Fine then. I’ll just grab Sweet Elise and
Madam Witch, who will tear your ears down.”
    “What? They’re both here too?” Max asked in
fright.
    “Why wouldn’t they be? They’re my best
friends.”
    “But…”
    “What’s wrong, Maxy boy? Scared of us?”
Whitney asked from behind him.
    Max was already shaking in his boots.
    “Yes, Max. You better say your
congratulations to Clarice or I might have to sweet talk you into
doing it,” Elise added.
    Max wasn’t looking forward to Elise
sweet-talking him. The last time he got on Clarice’s wrong side, he
ended up doing his cousin’s chores for a whole week, and he didn’t
even know he had agreed to the deal in the first place. And as for
her other friend, Whitney, the one he liked to secretly call the
Wicked Witch of Oz, was no better either. If Elise used the sweet
approach, then the Wicked Witch used her spells to torment him,
which mainly involved painful words that eventually led to
punishment, not by her hands, but by his very own cousin
Clarice.
    Both of them were wicked, and if he didn’t
know any better, Clarice was also. But out of the three, he had to
admit he had great affection for Elise, the sweet one. But then
again, he couldn’t help hanging around any of them. It was like
they produced this spinster’s pheromone that attracted him to their
clan. Not that he was in love with them or anything. It was more
along the lines of a sibling relationship whereby every time he
hung around them, he felt safe and happy, like they were his
long-lost sisters. That was why he made it his mission to make sure
they were all safely married and never remained the Three Spinsters
for too long.
    “Now where were you when the others were
here?” Clarice eyed her cousin’s attire. “Why are you all dressed
up?”
    “Not telling,” Max teased.
    “Maximilian!” Clarice warned him again.
    “Just out and about with friends,” he said
cheekily, trying to avoid the hidden truth.
    “Where?” Whitney asked in her serious
tone.
    “Mmmm, a nightclub,” he finally
admitted.
    “Maximilian,” they all said
simultaneously.
    Right now was one of those times Max thought
he was their little brother, with their eyes staring at him like
any big sisters would, before laying out the ground rules and
punishing him.
    As for Clarice, she couldn’t believe her
young cousin would attempt to do