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 suppose that’s true, but the sooner you get to the bottom of it, the better.” I’m thoroughly warned. “Bastard children are terrible for your image and your bottom line. Marry the gold digger after a prenup.”
“I will deal with this matter on my own, Johnson.” My temper only gets worse by the second.
“Keep us informed, please,” Erickson adds with a hint of sympathy in his voice.
“Will do.” I hang up the phone, then sit back in my chair and rub my hands over my face. I scroll through my emails, magically hoping the answers will be there.
Hours pass, and I finally get myself together. Since I’ve been out of the office or filled with thoughts of Renee, I’m going to have to work late. After drafting several proposals on new properties, I decided to call it quits. I glimpse at the clock, and it’s already past eight at night. I spent the entire day away from her. It’s the first thought in my head when I see the time. How is that possible? I thought I washed her away from my thoughts by lunchtime.
When I get to the condo, no one seems to be around. Maybe Renee’s already sleeping with the little man. I pull a note off the fridge. Dinner is in the refrigerator. I don’t know how to feel about the fact that she made me dinner, too. This situation is getting too cozy for comfort. I take out the plate covered with plastic wrap. Lifting the wrap off the plate, the delicious aroma of roasted chicken hits me. Damn, she can cook, too. What was my brother thinking?
I warm up the food, pull out a stool, and eat at the breakfast nook. By the time I take the last bite, I’m ready to punch my brother in the face. He has this catch, and he leaves her to run around the world. Maybe he doesn’t know what he’s lost.
I wash my dishes; then I head into the bedroom to check on her. She couldn’t leave because my men have the condo locked down. I open the bedroom door as quietly as possible. She’s sleeping sweetly on the bed with one hand tucked under the pillow, and one hand stretched out on the bed. She’s perfect. I move in closer and lean in to take a better look at her. She sighs slightly, rolling over in her sleep. The blanket shifts with her movements, revealing her ass covered in a pair of panties.
I hear the crib mattress make noise and lift my head to see the little one in there staring at me with a smile. “Mama,” he coos. It hits me in the gut. I creep out of the room as fast as I can. No more close calls.
Chapter 6
Renee
I’m stuck in his large condo, forced into hiding because someone let it slip that he has a love child. My face is plastered all over the paper like a tart, claiming I’m after his money.
I can’t believe how quickly things got out of hand. The press were on us as we pulled out of the parking garage. He was able to keep them out of the building, but the damage had been done. It’s been three whole days since I’ve seen him. The only reason I know he’s been at the condo is the dinner I made him is gone when I wake up. Every morning, I check the trash to see if he angrily tossed it, but he didn’t. I smile to myself knowing that he ate all my cooking. It’s one of the few things I can say I’m good at.
Even with that little victory, something has to give. We need to talk because I can’t do this. I feel like I’m in limbo and for what? I got a message from my boss at the hair salon that I’m fired, which really sucks. As soon as I tell him the truth he’s going to toss me on my ass. While I’m out trying to find another job and going through the cash she gave me, he’ll probably hunt down his baby mama.
She’s so pretty. It’s no wonder he slipped and knocked her up. They might get back together for the baby’s sake. It burns in my gut knowing that little fact. She came into the salon all the time even when she was pregnant which is not considered safe. Everything on her was fake, but I tried not to judge. Now, I’m way past judging. That chick dumped her adorable baby in my lap.
The baby is asleep, so I grab my Kindle and start a new read. I’m halfway through the sexy scene when the front door opens. Shit. I tuck my kindle under the cushion and stand up. He’s early today. I’m freaking out. I brush down my jeans and push my hair back. He steps into view, then stops dead in his tracks. His light blue-gray eyes penetrate my soul.