The Billionaire Baby Bombshell
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His arms snaked back around her waist. “Say that again.”
“I said, I’m going to start my own PR co—”
He pulled and she crashed into his chest, her hands instinctively going out to temper the fall. But he quickly rolled and suddenly she was under him on the bed.
“And I want you.”
Her mouth tweaked in impish delight. “So you’d better do something now you’ve got me.”
Alex kissed her until they were both flustered and aroused, until his body screamed for release and his blood echoed loud and fast in his ears. He groaned when she took his earlobe between her teeth, gently nibbling.
Then Yelena said, “And one more thing. It arrived today.”
She heard his breath snag. She didn’t need to elaborate: reaching over to pull the large envelope from her night stand was explanation enough.
She repositioned the sheet around her body, took a cross-legged seat on the bed and offered the envelope. “Do you want to open it?”
He stared at her, his expression jumbled. Slowly he nodded, took the envelope, ripped it open and unfolded the contents in silence. Yelena fiddled with her necklace, chewing on her bottom lip as he read.
“Well?” she said after a moment. “What does it say?”
“Hang on.”
She waited a few more impatient seconds. “Well?”
Shocked, Alex looked up, eyes wide as everything ground to a whirling halt. “Bella is mine.”
Joy and amazement bubbled up in Alex’s chest, widening his mouth, making his face ache with a broad grin. How many times had he wished he could rewind time, change the past? Yet for all those hollow wishes, everything from his rollercoaster life had brought him to this one amazing moment.
“So you’re happy,” she said slowly.
His joyous shout startled her, making him laugh. “Yelena, love, I am thrilled beyond words.”
He grabbed her and planted a deep, warm kiss on her mouth, his breath quickening when she responded without hesitation.
Then he pulled back, brushed the hair from her eyes. “I love you, Yelena.”
“And I love you.”
“You know what would make this moment perfect?”
Her dark eyes practically twinkled. “Food?”
“No.” He chuckled. “I was thinking more along the lines of ‘let’s get married’ but I guess I could go a burger or—”
“Are you serious?” Her eyes rounded in a way that made his groin tighten in excited expectancy.
He grinned. “Yeah, I’m actually pretty hungry.”
“Alex!” She thumped him on the shoulder, way too soft to do any kind of damage. Then she continued, more soberly. “My brother was out to ruin you. My family staged an intervention, remember?”
He cupped her cheek in his palm, savoring the feel of her soft, warm flesh in his. “And I am stunned and humbled that you chose me.”
“It wasn’t difficult.” And, Yelena realized as she gazed into his eyes, it was the truth. Since their ultimatum, the Valeros had at first tried to lay down the law, alternately threatening then cajoling. At her impassive silence, they’d grudgingly agreed to announce Gabriela’s death if she’d reconsider her stance. Yelena had thanked them and offered to write the release but on everything else she refused to bend.
Alex was all she’d ever wanted.
“So isn’t it about time you became part of my family?”
The pure, unadulterated love radiating from him choked the very breath from her lungs. Was it possible to have too much joy?
Slowly she leaned forward, kissed him gently on the lips.
“I love you, Alex. I’d marry you tomorrow if we could.”
He grabbed her, his murmur of triumph warm against her mouth. “I'm sure we can work something out.”
As desire swiftly rushed in, Yelena realized that throughout every trial she’d faced, every hardship, fantasies still came true. And then all thought fled as Alex proceeded to show her a few of his own.
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THE BILLIONAIRE BABY BOMBSHELL
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