Nobody's Girl: A Billionaire Romance Novel

by Michelle Love

  I will never see that baby in real life. I will never really feel Kyle’s love for me in that way. I pray my selfishness lessens with time.

  I wipe the tear from my cheek and take in a deep breath. “When we get back, I think that you and I should take a trip all alone. Maybe to the Caribbean. I bet we could get a private island and stay on it for a while. Just the two of us. I want to be with you and only you,” I tell Eden.

  “That sounds nice, Alyssa. I’m not sure we can do exactly that, but I’m sure we can figure something out,” he tells me.

  His hand touches mine and he sighs. “Alyssa, please don’t feel sad about never getting to see the baby in real life.”

  “What?” I ask him.

  “I can see your thoughts, remember?”

  “Oh, yeah. I’m jet lagged or something. My mind is so scattered. The little boy and his horror at us kind of messed me up. I feel like crying, not only for him but for all the children going hungry and being neglected. How can Our Creator let these things happen?” I ask Eden.

  “It’s not for us to question,” he tells me.

  I sit up, finding myself mad at his words. “When do we question? When is it finally time to question?”

  Eden smiles at me. “Alyssa, this serves no purpose.”

  “That is your answer for everything. What does serve a purpose?” I yell.

  Eden lifts my hand to his lips and places a kiss on it. “I have news for you, Mrs. Fontaine.”

  So he’s trying to divert my attention. I can’t be so easily manipulated. He, of all people, should know that.

  “Oh, for the love of everything holy, Eden. Not another mission. Not so soon. I’m exhausted. The long flight, the anxiety, the long flight back home. No, I can’t take anymore,” I whine.

  “Okay, I won’t tell you, then. Just rest, Mrs. Fontaine,” he says softly.

  I drop my head onto his shoulder. My eyes close, but my mind can’t stop.

  What news does he have? Can it be any good at all? Oh, damn my curiosity!

  I sit up and look at Eden. “Well, you have my mind going, so tell me before I go and make myself crazy.”

  “No, you should rest. I can tell you another time,” he says.

  I close my eyes again. Whatever he’s doing isn’t going to work on me. I’m exhausted. I will rest. I don’t even want to know what he has to say. I drift off for a minute and suddenly I am being carried onto our jet.

  “I can walk,” I say to Eden.

  “Just stay asleep, Alyssa. I’m taking you to bed,” he whispers to me.

  He lies me down on the bed in the jet’s bedroom. I feel him on the bed beside me, then he wraps himself around me. His hand rests on my stomach, his warm breath on my neck.

  I turn my head to look at him, his face is about an inch away from mine. “I think I can hear your news,” I say softly.

  “You sure, Alyssa?”

  His emerald eyes dance with his question. I look into them, trying to see what his mind has hidden from me. There is nothing but a black wall. Maybe I don’t want to know after all.

  That damn curiosity I have overtakes me. “Eden! Yes, I’m sure.”

  He looks into my eyes and smiles that smile which melts my insides. “When you turned into the bird, I heard something different. I heard more than I usually do.”

  I frown at him. “What are you talking about?”

  “I heard your heart beat. It’s loud and strong,” he says.

  “Oh, that’s cool. I hadn’t paid any attention to that. I’ll see if I can hear yours next time we turn into the birds,” I say, thinking to myself he made a bigger deal out of that information than it was worth.

  I lay my head back down on his shoulder, but he takes my chin in his hand and pulls it back up so I have to look at him. “Alyssa, that’s not all I heard. I heard your heartbeat and I heard another one as well. A little heartbeat,” my husband tells me. Then it all goes black.

  A baby! Already …

  EDEN’S ENDING

  Our daughter, Gwen, was born on a Tuesday morning in the month of April. It’s been four years since that day. My connection to my mate is still strong, but thankfully not the same. With the pregnancy, we found the child connected us even more so than we already were.

  I experienced everything Alyssa did throughout the pregnancy and the delivery. Thanks to that knowledge, I now have a new respect for mothers. The whole thing is hard and the end is a nightmare of squeezing pain.

  But in the end, you get this perfect little person and somehow it makes it all worth it.

  Thankfully, that condition is gone, and I can feel only my feelings and she can only feel hers. We still have our telepathy, and it keeps getting stronger.

  With the arrival of our own child, we became aware that many children need our help, so we’ve moved our foundation in that direction. Not only feeding and educating children, but also setting up programs for people to spend time doing meaningful activities with them.

  We educate their parents about how to make a happy life for them by putting family first and material items second. We build homes for needy families and help the parents get educations if necessary.

  It was my mate’s idea to build a better future for their children and I quite like it. We want to make the world a place where the importance of the family is in the forefront again, like it once was.

  My wife is a professional speaker now and holds seminars on the importance of finding a balance in relationships. Her disdain of the ancient ways made her seek education and she found anthropology is what excited her the most.

  She’s on her way to a master’s degree. She says she’ll be content to stop there, but my bet is on her getting her doctorate. My wife, Dr. Alyssa Fontaine. I like the sound of that.

  Kyle has an MBA and his own band. He and Laura married. They still live outside of Austin and have two children now, both boys, a farm full of animals, and a yellow lab they treat like one of their children.

  Laura has just started college. She wants to be a school teacher. It turns out she loves kids and teaching them things. She found that out through helping with our foundation.

  Me, I’m into spreading the word of Our Creator. I studied religions from all over the world, then majored in philosophy. Now I am the pastor for our organization and also for The Rising Spirit Church.

  We have a little television program that comes on Sunday nights and a following of a few million people from around the world. It’s a nondenominational church, of course. We welcome all kinds.

  It’s getting to be time for dinner. The whole clan is coming to the mansion this evening. Scotty is introducing us to his new girlfriend. It’s not his first girlfriend, but it’s his first serious one.

  Scotty turned out to be a player in more ways than one. Those days might be numbered now, as he talks about this girl constantly, a sure sign.

  My mate is at the door to my office. I can tell she’s ready for us to go downstairs. I walk to her and take her hand. A flash of her naked body lying across our bed with a large stomach blasts through my mind.

  “Where’s Gwen?” I ask.

  “With your father. He took her for a walk,” she tells me. Her hair is curled and falling down around her face. Her lips are so red and shiny and I can’t focus.

  I can only think about how beautiful she is and how much I want her. Oh, Lord, help us, here we go again. And I couldn’t be happier.

  The End

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