Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
“I doubt you have what’s needed to take care of a baby,” she snipes. Of course, I don’t. I’ve been handed a kid that’s not mine, and I should have just dumped her at her place and left it there. Instead, I think that some things need to be brought here for the little guy.
“Fine. I’ll send my men over to your place to pick up his things,” I muttered.
“That’s stupid.” I can’t believe how freaking much that baby looks like me or rather like my baby pictures. A terrible thought crosses my mind, and I know I must walk away before I really lose my cool.
“Woman, I’m not in the mood for your back talk. You walked into my life and fucked it all up. Now go in there and just do what you have to for him.”
She rolls her eyes at me and carries him into the bedroom. The boy is related to me, but he’s not my son. I have a feeling who the father is, but that would mean she gave it up to him and is blaming it on me. Why, though? I want to ask, but I’m afraid of the answer. It’s not like me to be this indecisive.
I’m pissed. I head into my home office, log into my company network, and get to work. My computer is just as I left it at work. They are connected, so that should I need to, I can access them easily.
I hear her moving around in the kitchen. I check my watch and see that it’s been an hour. Curiosity gets me, so I make my way to the kitchen.
“Do you need any help?” I ask her, startling her into dropping the butter knife on the floor. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“Are you hungry?” she says, handing me the sandwich she finished making.
“Yes, but I can make my own.”
“I don’t have cooties.” She has no idea that I want to lick her from head to toe. It’s not cooties I’m afraid of catching. It’s the fuckers called feelings. I’m not equipped to handle it.
“Okay, that’s not why. You made it for yourself. You’ve got to be hungry.”
She grabs a knife and cuts the sandwich in half. “Here.”
“Thanks.” Fuck, she’s so damn pretty. How can she have been with him? I can see it, but I hate the idea that he touched her smooth skin, tasted those soft lips and buried himself deep into her. He gave her the kid I should have given her.
I can’t stand to look at her any longer. I make quick work of my sandwich, thank her, and grab a beer. I have a mess to clean up with the press. I’m sure once my investors hear the rumors and see the media footage, I’m going to be challenged over it.
At twenty-two, I took over full control of the company from my father, but he had done some massive damage to the credibility and bankroll of the business. I’ve had to take on investors during the transition, even though my father had amassed a serious retirement package. Now, after a great deal of work, I no longer need investors, but I publicly can’t take a hit on my reputation which would reflect on the company.
Chapter 4
Renee
A ton of baby things arrive at the condo that I didn’t have for the baby around seven at night. One of the guys said that they came from my apartment. I gave them a cross eye because I don’t know where any of this came from. As soon as they leave, I grab my cell and call my roommates. “Hey, did a bunch of guys come in here and take a bunch of shit?”
“Yeah, what the fuck is wrong with people? First, they drop shit off, killing my chill. Then someone comes twenty minutes later to take all the shit away,” Jared gripes. He’s a stoner, and I wish that I knew that before I signed the lease. I got another version of my parents.
“What?” I’m confused as hell.
“Dude, you need to tell them big dudes that they owe me twenty bucks because my high was wasted.” I want to strangle him, but of course I can’t.
“Well, you owe me the freaking rent.” I hung up furiously. Now I get the reference to slamming down the phone when mad. Pressing down on the screen does jack shit to ease my mood.
I know immediately that I’ve been set up. I was a desperate teenager looking for some extra cash fast. I have a feeling she did this because if he doesn’t claim the baby, I’ll be too kindhearted to give the little guy up. Damn it, I’ve been played big time. I need to speak to Liam and get him to take the baby. It’s getting late, and Liam never came back to talk to me, so I set Max down in his play yard after changing and feeding him, then hit the hay.