This is part four of the “Making the Billionaire’s Baby” series.
As the weight of her decision to make a secret baby with billionaire Marcus becomes apparent, Shannon realizes she’s made a huge mistake. But now that she’s signed the contract to let the billionaire’s wife adopt her baby, Shannon has no other choice but to go along with their original plan and hide her feelings for Marcus. When an old flame comes back into her life, Shannon makes a decision that could put everything at risk.
When the door closed behind them I let out a long breath. What the hell had I gotten myself into? Watching them together like this—how could I give them my child and let them raise it? Sure I didn’t really want a baby right now in my life, but what the hell was I thinking when I signed that contract? Was this really worth all of that money—making a baby just to sell it?
I pushed back my chair and just as I stood up, the door opened again. I expected Tracy was coming to herd me back to my desk, but Marcus rushed into the room, his arms around me before I could react. When his lips met mine, I melted into his embrace, all of the weirdness of the meeting completely gone.
Our lips parted but his hands roamed my body.
“I can’t believe how much you riled her up,” he hissed, his breath hot against my ear. “She was full-on panicking.”
He kissed me again, our bodies pressed together, mine awaking with wanting. Was he going to take me right here, in this conference room? It was such a bad idea, but I wanted it more than anything.
Finally he pulled away, stepping back so only the palatable desire in the air still linked us.
“She thinks it’s my fault. I’m going to hear it tonight. Don’t do that again. You have to play nice.”
I nodded, hoping this scolding was just more foreplay.
“Call her this afternoon. Set up the meeting with the lawyer for the contract. Tell her you were being hard on her to be sure we were the right couple. Invite her to your next doctor appointment.”
I nodded again, trying not to visibly pant, but my heart was pounding in my chest and I just wanted to grab him, to be consumed by him.
“All right.” He turned towards the door, but I grabbed his hand, tugging him toward me.
He looked down briefly, then gently slid out of my grasp. “We have to play by the rules. This is a dangerous game and everything is at stake. We can’t get distracted.”
My hand dropped to my side. Marcus looked up at me, waiting to see that I understood.
I didn’t want to agree. I didn’t want to play this game anymore. What had I gotten myself into? But I couldn’t back out. Even if it all was starting to feel like a giant mistake.
“Okay,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Marcus nodded and left the room without another word.
Making the Billionaire’s Baby
Try, Try Again
Without His Embrace
The Other Woman
The Final Secrets