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.

Nate might be right,

him, “Elliot! I’m sorry, did

do, he certainly wouldn’t be interrupting her free time with work. Hell, he had resorted

an aneurysm. Thankfully, the older woman had suggested Mandy take on some of

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

type of benefit would be crucial to Mandy, it was a perfect fit. She was thrilled with the project,

had called to see how things were working out and Elliot found himself admitting the whole affair to his older friend. Dr. Roberts had also laughed his ass

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

Elliot gathered Mandy’s large fluffy towel and used it to cover his growing cock as he walked over to her and

It is my Thursday night poker group. You know Dr. Roberts, but my best friend Nate will be there as well as Zeke

front of her handsome boss. The way his dark hair stood in sexy disarray she knew

the dark locks because she

night sounds fun. Can I do

was higher than normal, and she hated that she couldn’t relax around Elliot. He had been nothing but

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

wanted to do was meet a bunch of his friends in a bathing suit at

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

Elliot had stilled his gaze glued to where she was

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

to meet hers, but the fire in his orbs

placed his hand on the small of her back

she was worried that the

room. I

verbal diarrhea that escaped her lips, the more

elevator, she was praying for divine intervention.

a finger up and placed it on her rambling

and his eyes

“What did I say about my home since you arrived?”

 lump in her throat, “That I should consider it my own.”

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