Accept My Baby: A Billionaire BWWM Single Parent Pregnancy Romance
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Accept My Baby
Will he care for her and her unborn baby?
A complete story, brought to you by bestselling romance author J A Fielding.
Travel journalist Amanda Pearson feels she's cruising through life...
Until she catches her boyfriend of 10 years in bed with another woman!
Deciding to escape familiar surroundings, she books a work assignment abroad in Italy.
There she meets Rafael Imperioli, a highly eligible billionaire who becomes quite taken with her.
But even though she begins to develop feelings for him too, she soon finds out she's pregnant with her ex's child!
Which leaves her wondering, will her new love interest accept her as she is?
Or will news of her forthcoming child have her nursing yet another heart break?
Find out in this emotional yet steamy overseas romance by bestselling author J A Fielding.
Suitable for over 18s only due to sex scenes so hot, you'll need your own Italian billionaire to sweep you off your feet.
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Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
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Chapter 1
Prologue
Amanda Pearson sighed loudly as she pulled up in front of the house she shared with her boyfriend Brett. She was trying to figure out what the best and quickest meal would be because she was tired and at the same time, the last article she had written for her travel site Amanda Is Gulliver was way beyond the deadline. She had planned on sending it earlier that day but her two afternoon meetings took longer than she had anticipated. She unlocked the front door and slowly made her way towards the kitchen.
“There we go,” she thought as she put the grocery bags on the kitchen counter. She then put her handbag on the counter next to the two brown grocery bags. “Really? I am barely through the door,” she thought when her phone rang. She would have ignored the call if it was anyone else but it was her best friend Emilia. She could almost tell what the call was about, Emilia had been on her case for the last four months about visiting her in Italy.
“Hey there stranger,” Amanda said smiling.
“You are the stranger here. Not me,” Emilia pointed out. “What do I have to do to get you to Turin?”
“Give me a few more months to figure everything out.”
“You have been saying that forever,” Emilia said.
“Well, I just came back from a three week sting in Asia and I still have Brett to worry about, Emilia. Things are different now.”
“Oh yeah, the whole living together thing. How’s that working out?”
“Sometimes I still feel like nothing has changed. I mean he still pulls long hours and I travel a whole lot…maybe it’s time to settle down for a couple of months before I think of doing another personal travel piece. I really want to be the one to do the Italy piece so, there’s that.”
“And I will have to wait forever for that, won’t I?”
“Well, I could leave someone to handle my next assignment and then I can come over. Kill two birds with one stone.”
“Really? You are going to trust your valued site to a proxy?” Emilia laughed. “I never thought I would see the day.”
“Well, it has to work somehow,” Amanda said sighing. “I mean, my relationship with Brett is important too.”
“I am happy for you, honey, I really am. Brett seems like he has a good head on his shoulders,” Emilia said and Amanda laughed.
“That he does.”
“So, listen. Can you do a video chat?” Emilia asked and Amanda sighed.
“Not right now. I just got home and I have to make dinner and also upload some of the pictures from my last trip.” She leaned on the counter. “How is tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow’s great. I got this new place and I just can’t wait to show it to you.” Emilia sounded excited, more excited than she usually was. “Maybe it will inspire you to come sooner rather than later.”
“Fine. I’ll check it out tomorrow,” Amanda said. “We can do an evening chat when you get home from work. How is that?”
“Perfect.”
There was a long silence from Emilia’s end before she spoke again.
“I love you, Mandy.”
“Love you too, Millie. Talk tomorrow.”
“Kisses,” Emilia said excitedly before she hang up.
Amanda smiled as she placed her phone on the counter and then pulled her iPod out of her purse. She then scrolled through before she selected a playlist. “Perfect,” she thought when she found her rock playlist. She had played it so many times she practically knew how the songs followed each other on the playlist but she didn’t care. This was her favorite playlist.
Alternative rock.
She had a playlist of all her favorite bands in there. The best rock bands of the late nineties and early 2000s; Linkin Park, Fall Out Boy and of course her all-time favorites Bon Jovi, Green Day and The Creed. For most people, that was the kind of playlist that would be played at a party but for Amanda that was the perfect playlist to get her in the right state of mind. It was her relax mode music. Her go to music any time she felt like she needed to step out of her fast reality.
And for tonight it was her Hong Kong piece. She was almost done with the article but something didn’t quite feel right about it. And unfortunately for her, she was a perfectionist. Nothing mattered more than complete and utter perfection. As far as she knew, that was how she managed to get over five hundred thousand hits on her site on a weekly basis. She paired her iPod to her Bluetooth speakers and smiled when she heard the first song come on. She was so used to having one of the noisier metallic songs begin her playlist…maybe some Fall Out Boy or one of the funkier tunes by Linkin Park but instead, one of her favorite songs from The Creed was on.
She was slowly humming to the tune of ‘one last breath’ as she slowly began unpacking. When she was done, she defrosted a pack of shredded beef strips. She had decided she was going to make a fast dinner. Rice, ginger spiced beef and a side of vegetables.
Broccoli. Or maybe zucchini, bell peppers and leek.
A smile played on her lips.
“Definitely the mixed vegetables,” she said to no one in particular.
When she had everything on the stove, she sat down at her counter and switched on her laptop. She scrolled through the photos she had taken in Hong Kong and sighed. She did not know how she was going to decide which photo deserved to be on the site and which one didn’t. She was literally spoiled for choice.
“Just pick twenty pictures and get it over with,” she said to herself in a low voice. “Just twenty.”
“Perfect timing,” she called out from the kitchen. “I literally just finished with dinner.”
“Amanda…hey,” she heard a familiar voice behind her. She turned around and forced an uncomfortable smile when she saw her neighbor Sienna standing there holding Amanda’s casserole dish.
“Hey, I’m sorry,” Amanda said smiling. “I thought you were Brett.”
“Yeah, I figured as much,” Sienna said. “And I thought you were Brett since the sedan is upfront and everything.”
“Yeah, I was running late for a meeting this morning and Brett had some time to spare so he let me use his car while he picked up mine from the shop.” Amanda sighed. “I can’t wait to go back to my own car tomorrow.”
Sienna smiled and walked up to where Amanda was before handing her the dish.
“I know this is long overdue but to be fair, this dish has literally been all the way to Philadelphia and Manhattan. If I didn’t bring it back, it would have been officially deemed part of the family.”
Amanda smiled.
“Thanks. I had honestly forgotten all about it.”
Sienna forced out a laugh.
“I don’t blame you. The last time you saw it was when you brought me that amazing sausage and potato casserole when I was sick last Thanksgiving.”
“It’s been that long?” she asked and Sienna nodded.
“It’s been through two of my family’s Thanksgiving dinners, one Christmas and an Easter weekend. And all in different houses too, thanks to the many potlucks we like to have.”
“Would you like some wine? I was just about to pour myself a glass,” Amanda said as she put the casserole dish in one of the overhead cabinets. She turned around and shifted her weight before she put a plate on the counter. “You know what? Stay for dinner.”
“Amanda…” Sienna started but Amanda was not hearing it.
“You have been my neighbor for almost two years and I still don’t know you as well as I would like to. Not to mention Brett got his BFF in your husband and Zachary Fontaine down the street.” She put another wine glass on the counter and crossed her arms over her chest. “When do I get my happy ending?”
Sienna smiled and then laughed.
“You make a good point but for Pete’s sake Amanda, for someone who works from home, we barely get to see you.”
“That’s because I moved my workspace to an office building downtown. I get more work done there.”
“Did I ever mention that you have an awesome job?” Sienna asked and Amanda shrugged.
“You want to be part of my awesome job by joining me for a glass of Merlot and possibly dinner later?” Amanda asked as she waved the bottle of wine.
“Fine. But just the one glass,” Sienna said and Amanda smiled.
“You and I both know that it is never just the one,” she said before she poured the wine.
“Yeah, sometimes I think that’s how I ended up marrying a guy in the navy,” Sienna said smiling.
Amanda handed her one glass and frowned.
“It can’t be that bad. Your husband is amazing not to mention…” she pretended to look around. “Kyle is quite the eye candy.”
“Says the woman married to the one man the whole neighborhood can’t get their eyes off,” Sienna said. “I mean even the gay Tony couple also think so.”
Amanda smiled and then shook her head.
“Why do people even call them ‘the gay Tony couple’ anyway? I never quite got that.”
“That’s easy. They are both called Tony,” Sienna said rolling her eyes.
“You are kidding me, right?” Amanda asked as Sienna took a long sip.
“I swear. They are both called Tony. You should have been there for the Christmas party last year when one of the Tonys finally came out to his parents.” She laughed. “It was hilarious!”
“I can only imagine,” Amanda said as they walked towards the dining room. “I would love to be in the same house when those two are in an argument. It would make for a good laugh.”
She took a placement mat on the table and began setting a third place on the table.
“You were not kidding when you asked me to stay for dinner, were you?” Sienna said as she looked at Amanda who was sipping on her wine.
“Come on. You are all alone in that big house. It must get lonely,” Amanda pointed out. “Plus I kind of miss how we used to hang out before you got that big important job at the bank.”
“You do know that I am just a branch manager, right?” Sienna asked.
“Well, to be fair, the bank cannot get robbed if you are not there now can it?” Amanda asked and Sienna smiled.
“That is a really terrible way to determine the role I play in my place of employment but yeah, I guess I have missed us too.”
Amanda shrugged and smiled. Sienna was one of the first people to welcome her and Brett to the neighborhood when they first moved in. She had been a little reserved about moving into a neighborhood with so many soccer moms and families. It was literally like moving into Wisteria Lane on Desperate Housewives. She felt like she had a lot to live up to. Like she was trying to make a positive impression on someone…or heck, the whole neighborhood altogether.
She was already feeling like the neighbors were judging her for moving in with a man who was not her husband. One of the women in the neighborhood had actually gone as far as calling her out on her sin but Sienna had stood by her then and just like that, Amanda knew who she had to align herself with. But since she moved her workplace downtown, she rarely saw Sienna anymore. Even in all the neighborhood block parties which Amanda struggled to pretend to have a good time while Brett hung out with all his stud buddies, Sienna was almost always never seen.
“So, you mentioned some help with your job?” Sienna asked and Amanda nodded.
“Remember last month when I visited Hong Kong?” she asked as she led Sienna to the counter where her laptop was. “I have already done the whole article but the big dilemma I have right now is the photos.”
Sienna raised an eyebrow over the other.
“That’s your big dilemma? Can we switch jobs for a week or something?”
Amanda laughed.
“Come on, this is serious.”
“For me, serious is when I have to decide to talk to a woman whose loan application has been denied for the fourth time in a row because her credit score is way down…and did I mention that said woman is an old widow who is barely getting by on her pension?”
Amanda took a long sip of her wine.
“That is why twenty per cent of my royalties goes to the widows and orphans of the New York fund,” she said in a soft voice. “I guess we all have to pitch in to help the society in one way or the other.”
Sienna rolled her eyes.
“How did you manage to turn my self-righteous speech into one that made me feel like a complete tool?”
“What? You guys don’t have a corporate social responsibility thing to give back to the community or something?” Amanda asked and Sienna shrugged.
“We do but most people do it because it is a company requirement. You are actually doing it because you want to…for you it is a personal conviction which is more than I can say for most people.”
“Oh, thanks,” Amanda said before she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “So, anyway back to the website. I have a twenty picture maximum and honestly I think I went overboard in Hong Kong.”
Sienna smiled and nodded.
“Yeah, no kidding,” she said as she looked at all two hundred photos on Amanda’s desktop.
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bsp; “Problem is everything was so much fun in Hong Kong and…I really don’t know how to choose what is what right now.”
“Hhhmm,” Sienna started as she put her wine down on the counter. “Your whole idea is to take your subscribers on the ultimate journey with you, right? To make them feel the whole experience with you, right? Maybe that’s why you chose to be Gulliver brought to life.”
Amanda smiled.
“Yeah. That’s the whole idea.”
“So, why not pick your top twenty…like this one here,” Sienna said as she pointed to one of the photos where Amanda was posing next to the Big Buddha. “This one definitely looks promising and then pick out the not so obvious ones, the stuff that would not be easily noticed in a Google search. And then have a separate link for the additional photos. That would be more hits for your site so I guess that would be good news.”
“Yeah,” Amanda said nodding. “Wow, that is amazing insight…I can’t believe I have never thought of that before.”
Sienna shrugged and took a sip of her wine.
“Well, I have my moments.”
Amanda smiled and picked out her best photos before she uploaded the post that had been eating at her for most of the day. She set an upload for the rest of the photos before she turned to look at Sienna.
“That will take a while. So this is the perfect time to listen to what you have been up to lately,” she said as she began rummaging through the dish rack for a rice mold. “I mean, work can’t be the only thing that has you all hidden.”
Sienna smiled and she was just about to answer when Amanda heard the front door open and close.
“Saved by the bell,” she said in a soft voice.
“Technically, the doorbell didn’t really ring,” Amanda pointed out and Sienna shrugged.
“Still, you get what I mean.”
“Okay, now I am only more intrigued,” Amanda said.
Sienna smiled and Amanda began serving the food onto the three plates on the counter.
“Hey babe, would you mind if I just took a nap before dinner and…” Amanda heard Brett’s voice as he walked into the kitchen. His voice trailed off when he saw Sienna. “I’m sorry I didn’t know we had company.”