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

when she saw him, “Elliot!

her to do, he certainly wouldn’t be interrupting

she would have an aneurysm. Thankfully, the older woman had suggested Mandy take on some of the human resource responsibilities that he struggled to

 childcare at the site but hadn’t had the time to meet with Charles, the VP of Human Resources at

a perfect fit. She was thrilled with the project, and Elliot was finally drawing a sigh

older friend. Dr. Roberts had also laughed his ass off,

eyes, that there was something special about this girl. And so, he

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

cleared his throat of the huskiness. “Some guys are coming by tonight. It is my Thursday night

handsome boss. The way his dark hair stood in sexy disarray she knew he had been running

because she knew just how silky they

fun. Can I do anything to prepare for it?”

that she couldn’t relax around Elliot. He had been nothing but generous and kind

skipped a beat. “We have everything covered. The guys will bring some cases of beer. I just didn’t

a bunch of his friends

slid into her flip-flops. Granted, she’d only wanted

gaze glued to where she was touching

Mandy pulled her fingers back as if she

but

harm was done,” he then placed his hand on the small of her back to walk her to the

felt achy, and she was worried that the dampness growing between her legs was more from him

me to leave my room. I mean, I can get dinner before they arrive, and I have a bathroom already, not that I want to talk about using the bathroom.

the more she wanted

the elevator, she was

a finger up and placed it on her rambling lips.

own were twitching traitorously, and his eyes were alight

say about my home since you

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

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