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.

be right, perhaps he

him, “Elliot! I’m sorry,

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 cleaners.

Thankfully, the older woman had suggested Mandy

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

crucial to Mandy, it was a perfect fit. She was thrilled

found himself admitting the whole affair to his older friend. Dr. Roberts had

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

his growing cock as

is my Thursday night poker group. You know Dr. Roberts, but my best

the large towel around her body feeling like a whale in front of her handsome boss. The way his dark hair stood in sexy disarray she knew he had been running his fingers through it.

because she knew just

Can I do anything to prepare for

couldn’t relax around Elliot. He had been nothing but generous

will bring some cases of beer. I just didn’t want you to be alarmed. They should be here within the hour.”

the last thing she wanted to do was meet a bunch

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

his gaze glued to where

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

Elliot’s gaze lazily came up to meet hers, but the fire

done,” he then placed his hand on the small of her back to walk her to the elevator back up to the penthouse floors.

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

any reason for me to leave my room. I mean, I can get dinner before they arrive, and I have a bathroom already, not that

more she wanted to

By the time they entered the elevator, she was

finger up and placed it on her rambling lips.

and his eyes were alight with

did I say about my home since

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

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 it.”