Louis smiled at the small girl who stood at the bottom of the stairs. That must be Darcy, Harry's daughter. She was a replica Harry; curly hair, soft semi-tan skin and green eyes.

She was adorable.

Louis sent the three-year-old a small wave as he raised his eyebrows. The small girl giggled, shying away as she moved to sit on Harry's lap.

"Daddy is dis my new sitter?"

The taller man looked at the small caramel haired boy, and back at his daughter before answering.

"Yes-Yes it is."

---

"Really? Wow isn't Eli kind." Louis fake gasped as Darcy told him an 'exciting' story. Her friend Eli had given her three chocolate bars.

"Yes! I weally like him. Look, Louis; you can have one of the chocolate bars." She paused from her rant to pass the caramel-haired boy one of the three Mars Bars.

Harry smiled as he watched Louis and his daughter interact, she was a precious gem. He had a feeling Louis was a precious gem too, with rough edges.

"Aw thank you Darcy, but Eli gave these to you, you should eat it." Louis smiled as Darcy climbed onto his lap. The three had moved into the lounge room to discuss the terms of the arrangement, so far Harry had covered most things that needed to be addressed. Thus, he was all right with Darcy interacting with Louis.

"T'is okay Wouis. Look, three chocolate bars, three people. Daddy, you and me. We all get one!" The small curly haired girl cheered as she passed Harry one of the remaining two chocolate bars.

Harry sighed. Happily, his daughter was perfect. Kind, beautiful and smart.

Just as Louis was about to argue, and ask Darcy to keep the chocolate bar; Harry interjected.

"She likes sharing Louis, just let her." Harry smiled softly at the teenager watching as Louis nodded. Softly taking the Mars bar and placing it in his satchel.

"Thank you very much, Darcy."

---

By 9.pm Louis was tired. He was also ravenous. Although Harry had offered him food, he had rejected the offer; not wanting to seem like he was using the rich man.

"Well, I think that is all we needed to talk about Louis. I will see you here from next Monday."

The two had agreed that Louis would work weekdays and the occasional weekend 8.30am-5.00pm for $20 an hour. Harry thought Louis deserved more than that; he frowns remembering the conversation.

---

"So how much do you want per hour, Louis?" Harry asked as he returned from tucking Darcy into bed.

The small boy raised his eyebrows. He was shocked Harry was even asking for his opinion; he fully expected the man to merely set a price.

"Umm... $9?" Louis stated unsure.

Unlike Louis' insecure facial expressions, Harry was shocked. Was this boy only asking for $9 an hour?

"No. That isn't enough Louis you deserve more than that." Harry scolded, he wanted the small boy to understand he was worth more than he thought.

"But Sir... I don't really have much of an education or any qualifica-" Before he could finish his sentence, Harry had abruptly cut him off.

"No Louis. $20 an hour at least. That is final."

Louis nodded, always submissive. Especially towards men like Harry.

---

The small boy nods at his now employer lazily as he rubs his eyes. He wasn't even sixteen yet; he still required a decent amount of sleep. Seeing as it was nearly 8.pm, he was exhausted.

Louis, rubs his eyes gently, unaware of how intensely Harry is watching his coo-worthy actions.

"Are you tried Louis?" The older man questions.

"No-" Sadly, his body defies him as a yawn escapes; the curly-haired man chuckles.

"Let me drive you home; I'll ask the neighbour to come over and watch Darcy."