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

Mandy paused when she saw him, “Elliot!

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

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

site but hadn’t had

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

working out and Elliot found himself admitting the whole affair to his older friend. Dr. Roberts had also laughed his ass off,

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

growing cock as he walked over to her and extended it

throat of the huskiness. “Some guys are coming by tonight. It is my Thursday night poker group. You know Dr. Roberts, but my best friend Nate will be there as well as Zeke from accounting.”

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

because

Can I do

higher than normal, and she hated that she couldn’t relax around Elliot. He had been nothing but generous and kind to her since the

everything covered. The guys will bring some cases of beer. I just

was meet a bunch of his friends in a bathing suit at

into her flip-flops. Granted, she’d

glued to where she was touching him.

as if she

Elliot’s gaze lazily came up to meet hers, but the fire in his orbs was

“No harm was done,” he then placed his hand on the small of her back to walk her to the elevator back up to the penthouse floors.

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

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

diarrhea that escaped her lips, the more she wanted

they entered the elevator, she

finger up and placed it

His own were twitching traitorously, and his eyes were alight with

“What did I say about my

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

what you want to do. But