Billionaire’s Secret Baby

“You took a PA? Why in the hell would you need a live-in PA?”

Nate had been Elliot’s best friend for as long as he could remember. And on days like this one, Elliot was sure it had been too long.

He ran a hand down his face and spoke quietly into his phone. Not that Mandy could possibly see him, she was swimming laps in the pool.

He had never in his life found pregnant women sexy. Sure, some beautiful women had babies. But he had never seen an expectant mother on the street and thought ‘man I’d like to hit that.’

Until her.

Mandy had been living in his home for four days. And in that amount of time, Elliot had to rub one out in the office and beat another two off in the shower. He felt like a little kid instead of the grown ass man that he knew himself to be.

“Look, Nate, I don’t want to talk about it. I just want you to spread the word before you, and the boys get here for poker tonight. I don’t want anyone hitting on her or making her feel uncomfortable.”

There was a long pause, some might call it a pregnant pause—but Elliot was rather sensitive to that word lately.

“Who the fuck, are you?”

Elliot wanted to kill Nate, but his questions continued, “Is this a joke? You’re shitting me, right?”

“Nate, have you ever known me to joke around?” Elliot’s sounded dangerous even to his own ears.

More silence.

“No, you have a shitty sense of humor most of the time,” Nate replied like a man confident in his best friend status.

Elliot’s lips curved involuntarily, “Well, there you go.”

“Is she beautiful? Have you fallen for her? I can’t believe that Mrs. H let another woman move in on her turf. Hell, you don’t even bring girls home to fuck them, you get a hotel room.”

Elliot felt his cheeks flush, “Just do it, fuck-head, I will see you tonight.”

He hung up the phone just as Mandy started up the steps out of the pool. She was wearing a black bikini, and her belly was small and round. He felt an insane urge to touch it.

wondered if Nate might be right, perhaps he

saw him, “Elliot! I’m sorry, did you need

to do, he certainly wouldn’t be interrupting her free time

H had laughed so hard that Elliot worried she would have an aneurysm. Thankfully, the older woman had suggested Mandy take on some of the human resource responsibilities that he struggled

hadn’t had the time to meet with Charles, the VP

Mandy, it was a perfect fit. She

the whole affair to his older friend. Dr. Roberts had also laughed his ass off, telling Elliot that he had never expected

every time he looked into those dark blue eyes, that there was something special

and used it to cover his growing cock as he walked over to her

“No, nothing like that,” Elliot cleared his throat of the huskiness. “Some guys are coming by tonight. It is my Thursday night poker group. You

around her body feeling like a whale in front of her handsome boss. The way his dark hair stood in sexy disarray she

locks because she knew just how

Can I do anything to prepare for

He had been nothing

everything covered. The guys will bring some cases of beer. I just didn’t want you to be alarmed. They should be here within

wanted to do was meet a bunch of his

into her flip-flops. Granted, she’d only wanted to steady herself, and it had been

glued to

Mandy pulled her fingers back as if she were burned, “I’m

meet hers, but the

the small of her back to walk

through the thick terry cloth towel. Her core felt achy, and she was worried that the dampness growing between her legs was more from him than it was the pool.

of the way,” she rambled, a habit that Mandy tended to fall into when she was nervous. “There isn’t any reason for me to leave my room. I mean, I can get dinner before they arrive, and I have a bathroom already, not

that escaped her lips, the more she wanted to climb underneath the nearest

By the time they entered the elevator, she was praying for

up and placed it on her rambling lips.

were twitching traitorously, and his eyes were alight with humor.

I say about my home since you arrived?”

Mandy swallowed a huge lump in her throat,

to do. But I’m sure that Dr. Roberts would love to say hello