My schedule is busy—perfect for a single guy with no children. After this movie, it’ll be another two months at least before I have any time to spend with Delaney and Amelia. Negotiations are happening with projects beyond that too, which I’ll have to rethink.

And then there’s the knowledge that the press will be all over this if they find out—and that’s only a matter of time. I have to protect my girls.

She shifts again, and I know it’s time to get out of here before I accidentally wake her. I’m sure Delaney would kill me if she has to deal with a grumpy, tired little girl.

Delaney’s sitting on the sofa when I walk back into the living room, the TV remote in her hand.

“She’s a whirlwind.”

“Just wait until she finds out you’re her father. You won’t stand a chance.” Delaney laughs.

“She’s so much you. But I can see a lot of me in there. My mother is going to flip.”

Delaney blanks. For a moment, she just stares at me.

“Did I say something wrong?” I ask as I sit beside her.

“I never thought about grandparents.” Despair crosses her face. “Oh, your mother’s going to hate me for keeping Melly from her.”

I shake my head. “She won’t hate you. I’m sure she won’t be happy, but the minute she meets Amelia, she’ll be over the moon.”

“I’m so sorry, Josh.” Delaney looks up at the ceiling.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. You tried to tell me. That’s what matters.”

“Will she believe that though?”

I blow out a long breath. The truth is, I don’t know. Dad’ll be fine. He’s really easy-going, and just the knowledge that he has a granddaughter will be enough. But my mother won’t be so impressed. She’s the one who had to encourage me to follow through with the role in Gauntlet when I wanted to throw it all away. Delaney leaving broke my heart and it took everything to pull myself together and keep on pursuing my dreams.

“Honestly, I’m not sure. But she’ll get over it. She has no other option.” I trail my fingers down Delaney’s arm. “There’s something else we need to talk about. Is my name on Amelia’s birth certificate?”

"No. I would have needed you to fill it in with me. There’s no father listed.”

“If you’re okay with it, I want to add my name.”

Delaney nods. “I’m assuming you want a DNA test?”

“I don’t need one. I can see for myself, and I trust you.”

Her eyes search mine. “Are you sure? I don’t have any objection. I can understand if you want to do it, and it’s not a big deal.”