"Dad, Dad!" I heard Brad's voice calling for me, after I set the phone back into its cradle. With 2 kids there is always something, especially when you have no help.

"What?" I yelled back, bad habit.

"Shauna won't let me watch my movie!" Brad is 4 and is always telling on his aunt.

"Shauna, what did I tell you?" I said walking into the family room. The six year old gave me a pleading look.

"Luc, I was watching the Little Mermaid," As you might have guessed Shauna is my little sister. My mom died shortly after giving birth to her, so her I am raising two children on my own, and running both a café and a club. I am also working on my second novel.

"Brad watch your movie in my room, and Shauna watch your movie here. Stop fighting, I have to get some work done." Brad reluctantly stood and went to my room. Shauna had a huge grin on her face; she could get away with murder. She reminds me of mom and Keith and I can't ever seem to tell her no. I stepped into my office and pulled up my chapter, I had to get this finished.

"Luc, Beth's at the door!" Shauna called to me. Shit! I glanced at my watch and realized that I must have lost track of time. I didn't even get any work done.

"Shauna, don't yell like that." I heard Beth say to her.

"But…" She began to protest.

"Shauna…" Beth warned. Even at only 18 their nanny was great with them.

"Hey Beth! Thanks for coming on short notice." A waiter called in sick so they needed an extra hand to help out.

"No sweat Mr. S." She said heading for the kitchen. She has been watching the kids for 3 years now.

"Ok, I'm gone. Don't worry about dinner, I'll bring home take0out." I called to no one in particular, I grabbed my jacket and was out the door.