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, perhaps he had lost his shit.

saw him, “Elliot! I’m

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 clean clothes to the

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

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

Mandy, it was a perfect fit. She was thrilled with the project,

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

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

his growing cock as he

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

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

locks because

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

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

Mandy’s heart skipped a beat. “We have everything covered. The guys will bring some cases of beer. I just didn’t want you to be alarmed. They should be here within the hour.”

Mandy paled, the last thing she wanted to do was meet a bunch of his

“We need to go,” she grabbed his arm and slid into her flip-flops. Granted, she’d only wanted to

stilled his gaze glued to where she was touching him.

back as if she were burned, “I’m so

came up to meet hers, but the fire in his

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

the heat of his hand through the thick terry cloth towel. Her core felt achy, and she was worried that the dampness growing

for me to leave my room. I mean, I can get dinner before

that escaped her lips, the more she wanted

time they entered the elevator, she was praying

finger up and placed it on her

and his

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

throat, “That

“You will not hide away in your room unless that is what you want to do. But I’m sure that Dr. Roberts would love