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.

That’s when Elliot wondered if Nate might be right, perhaps he had lost his shit.

Mandy paused when she saw him, “Elliot! I’m

things for her to do, he certainly wouldn’t be interrupting her free time with work. Hell, he had resorted to sending clean clothes

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

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

type of benefit would be crucial to Mandy, it was a perfect fit. She was thrilled with the project, and Elliot was finally drawing a sigh of relief.

to his older

dark blue eyes, that there was something special about this girl. And so, he took the teasing in good fun.

to cover his growing cock as

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

a whale in front of her handsome boss. The way his

the dark locks because she knew just how

I do anything to prepare for it?”

had been nothing but generous and kind to her since the night

will bring some cases of beer.

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

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

had stilled his gaze glued to where

back as if she

lazily came up to meet hers, but

small of her back to walk her to the elevator back up to the penthouse floors.

towel. Her core felt achy, and she was worried that the dampness growing between her legs was

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,

lips, the more she wanted to climb underneath the nearest lawn chair.

time they entered the elevator, she was

up and placed it

his eyes were alight with humor.

about my home since you arrived?”

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

room unless that is what you want to do. But I’m sure that Dr. Roberts would love