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.

might be right, perhaps he had lost his shit.

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

Considering that Elliot was doing his damnedest to come up with things for her to do, he certainly wouldn’t be interrupting her free time with work. Hell, he had resorted to sending

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

wanted to provide some kind of childcare at the site but hadn’t had the time

would be crucial to Mandy, it was a perfect fit. She was

admitting the whole affair to his older friend. Dr. Roberts had also laughed his ass off, telling Elliot

every time he looked into those dark blue eyes, that there was something special about this girl. And so, he took

and used it to cover his growing cock as he walked

of the huskiness. “Some guys are coming by tonight. It is my Thursday night poker group. You

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

locks because she knew

Can I do anything to prepare for it?”

around Elliot. He had been nothing but generous

“Nah,” Elliot smiled, and Mandy’s heart skipped a beat. “We have everything covered. The guys will bring some cases of beer. I just didn’t want you

was meet a bunch of his friends in a bathing suit

his arm and slid into her flip-flops. Granted, she’d only wanted to steady herself, and

But Elliot had stilled his gaze glued

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

up to meet hers, but the fire

placed his hand on the small of her back to walk her to

core felt achy, and she

leave my room. I mean, I can get dinner before they arrive, and I have

the more she wanted to climb underneath

time they entered the elevator, she

brought a finger up and placed it on her rambling

traitorously, and his eyes

did I say about my home

 lump in her throat,

hide away in your room unless that is what you want to do. But I’m sure that Dr. Roberts would love to say hello if you feel up to