Special Delivery (The Billionaire's Baby Book 1)

by S Cinders

  “DON’T THINK I HAVEN’T noticed the pep in your step, Mrs. Johnson,” Tina waggled her eyebrows at Mandy. “You don’t come in here moping about anymore.”

  Mandy sighed, “Tina, I am not married. So, I can’t be Mrs. Johnson, now can I?”

  Tina went on as if she hadn’t spoken, “You took my advice and got you one of those new fangle-dangle vibrators, didn’t you? Oh, don’t deny it! I can tell, Mrs. Johnson, you know, this isn’t my first rodeo.”

  Mandy wasn’t sure why she even tried to converse with Dr. Robert’s medical assistant. She doubted that the woman heard anything that came out of her mouth.

  “That one by Jimmy-John might come with a hefty price tag, but I am telling you, Mrs. Johnson it is worth every penny. And the Bionic Bunny Bullet, Sugar, that will rock your world.”

  The door opened, and Dr. Robert’s entered the room.

  “How is my favorite mother to be?” he said kindly as he took the chart that Tina was offering him. “It looks like there isn’t anything new going on, that’s good. Your urine test was fine, weight gain normal. So, tell me, Mandy, how are you feeling?”

  Mandy went over her aches and pains before Dr. Robert’s measured her belly and told her what to expect in the next few weeks. He said at their next appointment he would begin doing internal exams to check how her body is preparing for the delivery.

  “If everything goes according to plan we should be meeting this little one the week of Valentine’s Day.”

  Mandy could hardly believe that they were discussing delivery. In some ways, it seemed like she had been pregnant forever. But in another, it scared the shit out of Mandy to think about bringing a baby home from the hospital.

  “What are you plans for the holidays?” Dr. Robert’s inquired as he threw his gloves into the bin.

  Mandy blushed, “We were supposed to have my sister over, but I am not sure if that will still happen.”

  Dr. Roberts raised his eyebrow at the term ‘we’ and asked, “How are things working out with Elliot Brand?”

  Mandy knew her cheeks were only getting redder, “Very good, Dr. Roberts, he is a good employer.”

  Thankfully Tina had already slipped out to help other patients because she would have noticed how flustered Mandy was getting. Dr. Roberts had too much tact to call her out on it.

  “Well, I won’t see you again until after the holiday, so, have a Merry Christmas! And we will see you just before New Year’s.”

  Mandy nodded gratefully and said a silent prayer of relief as the doctor left the room and she could gather her things.

  The entire morning, she had spent in meeting with Charles from human resources. They had begun ordering the equipment necessary for the child watch facility. It would be housed on the main floor of the building with an entrance into a private alcove outside. When it was warmer, they would put in a playground and picnic tables.

  Charles had protested some of the things that Mandy had picked out stating that they were too expensive. But her thoughts had been more geared toward safety ratings and what would be best for the children.

  When Charles loftily said that he would call Mr. Brand to confirm the purchases, Mandy felt a shiver of unease race across her skin.

  Was she not doing the right thing?

  Elliot had been in a conference but came as soon as he was able to see in person what Charles was concerned about. It took approximately four minutes for Elliot to see what the issue was.

  He informed Charles in no uncertain terms that he was not to question Mandy’s purchases or decisions during this project. He was merely there for assistance if she asked for it. He then said something about Mandy’s position has changed to director level.

  After Elliot left, Charles was subdued, and Mandy had been mortified. But that wasn’t the worst of it. Later on, when Mandy went to grab some lunch, she saw Pam from accounting talking with some girls from marketing.

  The instant Mandy had walked into the break room they all went silent. Mandy tried to offer a small smile, confused on why they were less than friendly. Pam rolled her eyes at Mandy and got up to leave.

  But not before offering a sneeze that sounded suspiciously like, ‘slut.’

  Mandy didn’t want to think badly of Pam, but when the girls she had been speaking with started laughing. Mandy knew that she hadn’t misheard the woman.

  Tears welled in her eyes, and she left the office a little early before her scheduled appointment with Dr. Roberts. She had intended on trying to find Elliot something for Christmas. After all, the next day was Christmas Eve. Mandy was running out of time.

  She walked around the mall at least twice not seeing anything that Elliot might like. Robert, Elliot’s butler, had picked her up at the mall and waited until her appointment was finished before driving Mandy back home.

  Elliot noticed that Mandy hadn’t eaten very much of her dinner and seemed to be distracted.

  “How was your appointment?” he asked cautiously.

  Mandy’s faint smile heated him clear through.

  “Baby is growing well, and they did a nonstress test that went great. Dr. Robert’s said that during the weekly appointments they would most likely begin to see if the baby is getting into position.”

  Elliot asked with enthusiasm, “And your due date is Valentine’s, right?”

  Mandy nodded, “Dr. Robert’s said it would be that week most likely. I think I am going to lie down for a while. Please excuse me.”

  Elliot immediately stood and helped her with her chair. He didn’t like the way that she had seemed so withdrawn. After Mandy went into her rooms, Elliot asked Robert if anything unusual had happened that day.

  Robert reported to Elliot that she had left work crying, but once they had gone to the mall, Mandy seemed to be feeling better.

  It took Elliot three phone calls to find out what had happened. The first was to Charles to feigned ignorance of the entire affair. Stating that Mandy was fine when she left him. It was Ian from the front desk that told Elliot of the rumors that were circulating the building. The worst being that Mandy was carrying his child and that he refused to acknowledge it.

  What kind of bastard does something like that? Elliot wondered.

  The third phone call was Elliot redialing Charles’ number. Elliot told Charles to have Pam from accounting and Lisa and Mary from marketing in his office at 8:30 am the following morning.

  When Charles protested that it was Christmas Eve, Elliot told him that he didn’t give a damn.

  When Mandy awoke the next morning, it was quiet in the home. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was after nine. Mandy never usually slept this long. There was a knock on the door, and Mrs. H had a tray of breakfast for her.

  “You are spoiling me, Mrs. H,” Mandy was secretly delighted, “I’ve never had breakfast in bed before.”

  Mrs. H helped her to sit up and arranged the pillows so that when her breakfast tray was set up, she could eat comfortably.

  Mandy spilled her secret to the older woman that she hadn’t found anything yet for Elliot. Mrs. H said that she had a few last-minute chores to run as well and invited Mandy along.

  When Elliot arrived back home, he found the spacious apartments empty. Surprised he glanced over at the counter and saw a white notecard with his name on it. Immediately he walked over and picked it up.

  Elliot,

  Mrs. H and I had some last-minute shopping to do. I spoke with Kim. She and Nate will be around for dinner tonight after all. We will be home soon. Please do not worry.

  Yours- Mandy

  Elliot stared at the words, ’Yours- Mandy’ for quite some time. It struck him to the core that he wanted Mandy to be his. Mandy and the little peanut she was carrying had come to mean far too much to him.

  CHAPTER 30

  Nate shuddered in his sleep muttering her name. The sound waking Kim from what had been the best night’s rest she’s had in quite a while. She felt his hardened length being pressed rhythmically against her a
ss. If it weren’t for his soft snores, she might have thought he was awake.

  Kim thought about the previous evening and everything she had unloaded on him. Any normal man would have run for the hills. But Nate was still there beside her. Kim was worried that the cracks he had put in the wall surrounding her heart might be fatal.

  Could she be falling in love? Hell, was she in love with him?

  Kim turned her body so that she could see his face. Nate grumbled something under his breath but allowed the motion. He was different like this, more innocent and less the hardened player.

  Kim felt a wave of embarrassment for the way she had treated him. She knew full well that much of the emotionally charged outburst had to do with her parents and Andrew. Nate just happened to be the closest person at hand. Sadly, he ended up getting the worst of her temper.

  His cheek had a faint bruise from where she had struck him.

  That more than anything made her feel ashamed. Her parents had used brute force and Kim had vowed to never be like them. But in a moment of anger she had lashed out the same way that they had.

  That wasn’t who she wanted to be, Kim resolved right then and right there that she wouldn’t do that ever again.

  Yesterday it had been Nate, what if it had been her child?

  Nate’s eyes blinked open, unfocused at first but as his eyes met hers a smile began to form.

  “Good morning, Beautiful,” his low gravelly tones sent sparks of desire running through her.

  “Nate,” Kim said hesitantly, “I need to apologize for last night.”

  His arms tightened, “Like hell you do. You have been through worse things than most people can even imagine. Don’t apologize for getting things off your chest. I want to be there for you Kim. I want to be the one that puts you back together when things start falling apart. I told you, I am falling in love with you.”

  Kim’s fingers came up on their own accord to trace his handsome face. His whiskers prickling her palms as she gently cupped his cheek.

  “I’m scared,” Kim whispered.

  Nate’s gaze didn’t leave hers, “Of what?”

  Kim continued, “I am scared that you don’t know the real me. And when you do, you will leave. I am scared that Andrew is going to do or say something that fucks all of this up. I am scared that my parents are going to threaten or harm you. I am scared that when you realize how much trouble I really am, you will decide that I’m not worth it. But most of all I am scared because of how much I love you.”

  Nate’s eyes widened, “You love me?”

  “Out of everything I just said, that is the only thing you heard?” Kim’s voice rose in exasperation.

  “Out of everything you said, that was the most important part,” He placed a finger on her lips when she went to argue with him. “Kim, I am scared too. I am terrified that you are going to run from me and what is happening between us. I am not going anywhere. I don’t have you on a pedestal Kim. I know that you can be short-tempered, opinionated, obstinately loyal—even to shit heads like your parents who don’t deserve it.”

  Kim tried to jerk out of his arms her temper flaring.

  Nate’s smile deepened, “I also know how fiercely protective you can be. How hardworking and determined to make a better life for you and your child. I am not wearing rose-colored glasses. When I tell you I love you, it is all of the different bits and pieces, the good and the bad.”

  Kim huffed, “I thought love was blind!”

  Nate laughed, “Are you saying that I don’t have any faults?”

  Kim rolled her eyes, her temper fading, “What? The great egotistical, bossy, thinks he’s God’s gift to mankind, Nate have any defects? Impossible.”

  Nate leaned down and kissed her quickly on the mouth, “It’s hard to find something wrong with such an incredible specimen, I agree wholeheartedly.”

  Kim felt her lips twitched, “Did I mention humble? Surely, I added that?”

  Nate leaned down to feather soft kisses across her cheeks and ending at the corner of her mouth.

  “I am a prize,” he mumbled against her skin and she laughed.

  He took advantage of her opened mouth to really kiss her.

  Kim felt her stomach clench as he dominated the kiss. Rolling her onto her back, Nate braced himself above her on his forearms. From there it became a battle of wills as to who could kiss the other more deeply.

  Reasoning and fear went out the window as Kim melted underneath him. Being putty in his arms her legs fell open and he settled between her parted thighs. Nothing but her silky panties and his boxer briefs.

  She felt his hardened length pressed against her soaked panties and moaned deep in her throat. Nate was desperately trying to keep things light and not to attack her like a rutting bull. But when she moaned like that he felt his handle on the situation slipping further away.

  He could feel the dampness of her core starting to soak his underwear, or perhaps that was his precum. He was so fucking aroused around her. And in this position, his dick knew precisely where it wanted to be.

  “Nate,” her muttered cry as she clutched his back had him gritting his teeth.

  He pushed his cock against her panties and was rewarded by another of those low moans.

  “I want to be inside of you,” he rasped.

  “Please!” she whimpered, thrusting her hips forward so that she could feel his length.

  Nate cursed and rolled off of her yanking his underwear off. It sailed across the room and landed on a lampshade.

  Kim’s wide eyes met his, the laughter dancing in her blue orbs.

  “Nice shot, Cowboy,” she teased.

  His fingers slipped to her panties and began to pull them over her hips and down her thighs. Nate tossed the silky fabric in the same direction of his and was rewarded with a giggle when they too managed to hook onto the lampshade.

  “It’s a gift,” he licked the side of her throat and gently bit down as he took his cock and stroked her heated pussy.

  Kim clawed at his back, begging him to enter her, to fill her up so that she never felt empty again.

  Nate growled his approval at her words and pushed inside of her. Kim mewled as a ripple of pleasure raced through her. Her nipples were rock hard beneath the t-shirt that she was still wearing.

  If she had been thinking clearly, Kim would have insisted that he yank it off. But as it was, she wanted him to fuck her right then and there.

  Nate moved within her, slowly at first until she accommodated to his size. And then to Kim’s surprise he flipped them positions so that she was on top.

  “Take your shirt off,” he demanded hoarsely.

  Kim slid down his entire length so that he was impaled on him before lifting the cotton top off of her. Her breasts bouncing with the movement.

  “You are so fucking, sexy, Kim,” Nate gripped her hips and Kim couldn’t stop from grinding her pussy against him.

  It was fast and furious, the sound of their fucking filling the room as she lifted and slammed her way back down.

  Nate thrust his hips up to meet the frantic pace that she set, feeling his orgasm getting closer and closer.

  Her breasts bounced with every thrust and he found himself mesmerized by their beauty. There was nothing about this complicated, stubborn woman that he didn’t like.

  “I love you,” she whispered and then her mouth dropped open and her eyes rolled back as her pleasure swept through the both of them.

  Nate shot his load so hard and fast that the pleasure was borderline painful, and he loved every fucking minute of it.

  Once he had regained a small strip of sanity he replied to her, “I love you, too.”

  CHAPTER 31

  “Mandy, wake up!”

  Someone was shaking Mandy’s shoulder, and she was considering doing said individual some bodily harm. That was until she recognized Elliot’s excited voice whispering far too close to what she assumed would be hideous morning breath.

  Mandy shot up covering her mo
uth, “What is it?” Did something happen?”

  Elliot shook his head grinning like an idiot, “No! It’s Christmas!”

  She wrinkled her brow, “You woke me up at...” Mandy glanced over at the clock on her nightstand, “seven in the morning to tell me it was Christmas? Elliot, I am aware of the date. I am going back to bed.”

  Elliot frowned, looking like a little boy with this favorite toy taken away.

  “Mandy, you are supposed to get up early on Christmas. Don’t you want to see if Santa Clause came?”

  She snorted, “I haven’t believed in Santa Clause since I was four.”

  He wasn’t taking no for an answer. So, Elliot scooped up Mandy, bedcoverings and all and began to walk out into the living room.

  Her protests died on her lips as she saw the wonderland that had once been Elliot’s lavish living area. There were beautifully wrapped boxes everywhere. Not to mention a swing, top of the line, high chair, and other baby items that Mandy hadn’t bought yet.

  “Elliot,” she breathed in amazement.

  He wasn’t sure if she would be angry or not, but he wanted to spoil her and decided that she deserved it.

  Mandy’s eyes darted around, “Who are all of these for?”

  Elliot blushed, “Um, well some are for Mrs. H, and one or two for Robert as well.”

  Mandy narrowed her eyes, “What about the other eighteen thousand?”

  “There aren’t that many presents,” Elliot set Mandy on the couch trying not to stare at the way her rounded breasts curved against the tank top she had worn to bed.

  Mandy was beginning to feel panicked, but right at that moment, Mrs. H came out of the kitchen with breakfast trays for the both of them.

  “I knew that you would want to get on with the presents, Mr. Brand. So, I thought we could make a picnic for breakfast.”

  Elliot loved that idea, and soon Robert had joined them for pancakes, eggs, sausage, and toast. Mrs. H wiped her mouth gently with her napkin and smiled at the way Elliot was watching Mandy.

  After Elliot’s mother had passed, Mrs. H had taken him on as an adoptive son. She was thrilled to see him falling in love with such a worthy young lady.