by Ted Evans
I nodded my head as I held her hand, trying to digest it all.
“We need to focus on you. So, what do you want to do? Cry? Have another sandwich? Tell me. Just let me know, and we’ll do it together.”
I smiled as she held me and said, “I need to tell Mom. Will you help me?”
She laughed, “Did you not hear a word that I just said?”
I did, but hearing her tell me just made it feel even better. After I became as calm as I was going to be today, I picked up my phone and then called Mom. She was a bit apprehensive and sounded worried on the phone. I told her that it wasn’t an emergency, but I did have something to tell her, and maybe because I sounded a bit too formal, she sounded scared.
I didn’t know how to tell her what was going on, without telling her everything. Afterward, I put on the TV and sat on the couch as Chanel did the dishes. I wanted to help her, but she wanted me to rest. So, I put on the TV, not because I felt like watching it, but just because I wanted to drown out the sound of my cries.
Chapter Six
Mom could have taken around twenty minutes to come home. It could have been longer. The moment she came through the door and she saw Chanel and I on the sofa, she ran to me.
“Adele, what’s wrong? You sounded weird on the phone and then Liam’s acting strange too.”
I didn't want to tell her or dramatize the situation, but I’d been repeating how this whole thing was going to go. The moment she walked through the door and into my arms, I lost courage to do it. Literally.
I’d been visualizing how the talk was going to go and every single time that I replayed it in my head, it ended up badly. That was when I noticed it, as she cupped my face with her hand.
A ring.
An engagement ring.
I took her fingers from my face, as the rough edges stroked it.
“Mom is this what I think it is?”
She nodded, but then hesitated as she said, “Yes, Henry proposed last night. He cooked dinner and I had no idea.”
“But you haven’t even been going out that long. How could you?”
She shook her head. “I thought that you would be happy for me.”
Chanel cleared her throat, reminding us that she was in the room too.
Mom turned to her and said, “Chanel would you mind if I talk to Adele alone?”
This time I was the one who was shaking my head. “No. She should stay. I want her here. Besides, it saves me from telling her what happened here afterwards.”
That annoyed Mom and it was written on her face as she crossed her arms and stood up.
“Well, I’m disappointed about the way that you’re behaving, Adele. I’ve been single a long time. Henry’s a good man and we’re getting married.”
I scoffed, “Good for you. You go get married to him.”
Then I turned around and started to head up to my room. I shouldn’t have left her feeling like that. I’d seen the look on her face as she said that she was getting married, her eyes lit up. Mom rarely smiles, but she had a smile so wide that it nearly lit up the room. She was happy and I was ruining it for her.
Why?
Not, because I was bothered about her wedding, or even the idea of her marrying Liam’s dad. The thing that upset me the most was that she was happy. She was happy and I felt as if my life had come to an end.
Chanel called out to me, “Don’t you really want to tell her the reason that you’re unhappy?”
I turned and then she said to Mom, “Congratulations, I’m happy for you, Laurie. Adele is too, but she needs to tell you something.”
God!
She was so subtle and if it was any other time then I would have stormed off to my room. As I watched her tilt her head to the side. I knew that I had to tell Mom the truth. I needed to get it off my chest.
Mom ran to me, “Did Liam try to hurt you? Is this what this is all about? I mean I know that you’re a virgin and he wasn’t booking the hotel room to give you a midnight dance. I know that things have changed from my day. My parents wouldn’t have approved it, but today it’s a…”
I couldn’t take her ramblings anymore so I just spat it out.
“I’m pregnant!”
She carried on as she blinked, ignoring the words that had just come out of my mouth. “I think that it’s supposed to be hip or whatever to go to college without being a virgin. I suppose it was a big thing in my day too. Just that I never had the…Adele, did you just say?”
I nodded thinking that it had sunk in, she’d realized that I’d told her that I was pregnant.
“And this baby, it’s Liam’s?”
Again, I nodded.
“From last night?”
I rolled my eyes at the idea Mom didn’t think that I knew about the birds and the bees. She obviously didn’t know about Liam and I sneaking around, we were discrete, but then maybe because she was too busy fooling around with Henry, she’d been too blind to see.
Chanel decided to spell it out, seeing as the conversation between Mom and I was on the road to nowhere. Mom was holding on to both of my arms, she said that I tended to drift sometimes, so whenever we had a serious conversation she would hold onto my shoulders just to look me in the eye, so that I could focus. She didn’t hold onto them tightly or anything. Just enough for me to know that she wanted me to stand still. Chanel whispered, “It happened before last night, but we just found out now.”
She turned to Chanel. “You’re pregnant too.”
Chanel shook her head. “Just Adele.”
Mom sighed, “I see.” She moved her hands from my shoulders. She didn’t want to make a point anymore. The only thing that she said was, “I need a drink. A strong one. This is going to be a long night…”
I didn’t know what she meant, I didn’t really care. I just knew that things were going to change and not for the better, only for the worse…to be continued in book 4.
Coming soon in book 4!
I needed to step up and be a man. For the first time in my life I needed to ask for help.
I didn’t know how to do it.
My list consisted of my best friend and my dad.
He’s too busy being loved up.
And my best friend wanted to give me a helping hand.
He did that alright by giving me a wakeup call.
I didn’t realize that my life was a mess.
I had some heavy confessing to do and it started and ended with begging Adele to take me back.
More Books by Ted Evans…
In case you missed Book 1…
Liam was the moody, bad boy of our town.
I should have kept my distance.
But I couldn’t.
Even though he made my life hell.
I wanted to get out of our small town and the only way to do that was to get good grades.
I knew that it was wrong.
I knew that he would get up to no good.
My mind said no, but my body kept saying yes.
One night changed everything!
It got worse when I found out that he was going to be my stepbrother and the father of my baby…
Author’s Note:
It’s short and steamy with enough sexiness for you to enjoy this novella. It's the first part of the series.
Have no fear, there’s no cheating in the book!
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About Virtually Bossy…
My virtual assistant is going to find out who’s boss…
When my PA quits, I can’t say I’m sorry. She was as incompetent in the office as she was in the bedroom.I need to stay the hell away from virgins.One f**k and they think that I’m ready to walk them down the aisle!
HR are on my case, and I can’t hire another assistant.
I own the f*cking corporation, but I can’t get decent help… …apart from Olivia.
She’s been my backup assistant for years, working remotely in middle of nowhere.
I�
�ll pay her double, give her days off, anything to meet this deadline.
I just don’t need another distraction.
I’ve never met Olivia, but I have a feeling she’s a middle-aged spinster with a dozen cats. Perfect for keeping me and my cock out of trouble.
Trouble is I got it all wrong. Olivia walks into my office, and she’s an emerald-eyed bombshell.
I may be in charge, but Olivia’s holding all the cards until this deadline is done.
Then I’m going to bend her over my desk and show her what a good boss I can be.
Author's Note:
It's short and steamy with enough sexiness for you to enjoy this novella. It is standalone, and there's no cheating.
Chapter One
Ross
“What do you fucking want?”
I shouldn’t have been so crude and I shouldn’t have shouted at her. But I was tired. Scarlett was my secretary, NOT my fucking wife. I’d made the mistake of fucking her once and I’ve been repeatedly that mistake over the course of the last week.
She was fun.
The kind that got a kick out of fooling around, but she killed the fun the second night when she asked me to hold her until she fell asleep. After I’d already got out of bed and was going to sleep in my real bedroom, not the one that I’d just fucked her in.
The second time, I made sure that I fucked her at her place. Just so that I could leave.
She still didn’t get the hint.
That’s when the fun stopped and I knew that I had to get rid off her.
There was just one problem. I had a deadline and until it was met. She needed to stay working for me as my secretary.
“I just feel as if I’ve been used…” she purred as she got closer to me.
Really?
“Like you just want me for my body and nothing else.”
She started to pout and I could see that she was up to something, because she left the door wide open. We were in my office and she was talking about matters of the heart. Only for me they were matters for my dick and I could tell that she was getting attached. This wasn’t going to go down well, not by a long shot. I knew that she wanted everyone outside to hear. I didn’t need the staff to know that I’d done the same thing again.
The same fucking stupid thing that I’d been warned about.
I stood up quickly and closed the door. Then I turned to comfort her. Wondering what would happen if she left and stopped working as my secretary. And, even worse, what if she went to tell HR that I really couldn’t keep my dick in my pants? Then I was truly fucked. The employment agency would be on my case and could shut the company down for sexual harassment. The way Scarlett was behaving she would be more than willing to speak to them about my bad behavior.
“You need to think about what this all means.”
I was fucking stalling, thinking of a way to try and get a distraction. I was a fucking CEO. Built-up my company from scratch. Yet, when it came to matters of the heart, I couldn’t think. That’s why I usually fucked and worried about the consequences later.
“What?”
She was right, where was I going with this?
My palms were wet from trying to calm her down. My voice was raspy from running to close the door and back to her. Then to make matters worse, my head was fucking spinning out of control. I had an important meeting in around twenty minutes. When did my life become so fucking complicated and when did I lose control of everything?
“I know you think that I don’t appreciate you,” I stared into her sea-blue eyes.
“But I do. You’re beautiful.”
I stroked her long fair hair, thinking that blondes really do have more fun. Once again, I was distracted, because my hands moved to her breasts. Those big thick melons that could feed me for a fucking month. They were so damn juicy that I found myself opening up her shirt. Not fucking opening it, but ripping it open and popping those buttons as my mouth wanted to suck and my dick wanted to fuck.
“You’re doing it again,” she protested. She never complained before!
“You’re looking at my body and wanting to take me.”
“Shit, your tits, I’ve never had any woman with tits as big as yours…”
I was down to her bra, but she had a scaffolding bra on that no one under forty should ever wear. She used to wear sexy bras, which left nothing to the imagination. The type that just about covered her nipple and gave me easy access.
She pushed me away, but like a hungry wolf getting ready for a feeding frenzy. I ignored the warning signs and all I could think about was sucking her tits.
“Don’t do that,” I growled as I moved closer to her.
“See? You only want me for my body. I asked you one question. Answer me, Ross Hamilton!”
She had her hands on her hips and she wasn’t messing around. I had a feeling that my dick was on hold.
“Do you LOVE me?”
Oh God, not that debate again. My cock was swaying from left-to-right like a pendant, as I began to realize that this could be the end of a beautiful relationship. My heart was racing out of control, debating whether to lie or not. My mouth did something completely different.
It opened and shut like the shutters in my office did whenever I had company. Whenever I wanted people to know what I was up to, I would leave them open so that I could spy on them too. Whenever they were closed, that was when it was none of their fucking business.
Like now.
I took a deep breath.
I was a billionaire.
I needed to keep her as a secretary.
I couldn’t afford to lose her right then.
Her eyes were wide open, waiting for my response.
Okay, here goes nothing. I’m going to say it. I’m going to do it for the first time in my life. Those three words would stop me from being sued and having to deal with all sorts of shit that I hated doing in public.
I was a billionaire. I had built my company from scratch. I could fucking do this.
She moved closer to me as I smiled. I was about to say the words that she fucking wanted to hear.
Even if it was a lie, she was a woman. She didn’t care about the truth; she just needed to hear those three little words.
I was going to do this.
I fucking needed to.
My mouth opened one time. I was so close to her that her tits were rubbing on my chest. My dick was on board with the situation and everything was going according to plan.
“Yes?” said Scarlett, nodding her head like a bobbing doll.
And then I just blurted it out.
“No.”
My dick screamed “You fool!” and my racing heart went back to its regular rhythm. The headache that I’d had was now passing. She lifted her hand and slapped me across the face. She didn’t even bother to button up her shirt. She left my door wide open for everyone to see that I was about to seduce her; that I really couldn’t keep my dick in my pants. I slumped down on my desk, thinking that despite everything it was for the best.
It was the right thing to do.
There was just one problem.
I never did the right thing when it comes to matters of the heart.
I must be getting old—or fucking soft—and it sucks!
I patted my pants, where my dick was still half hard.
I whispered, “Down boy.” I was going to be having so many fucking cold showers from now on; it was fucking frightening. Yet, I felt better that I didn’t have to deal with Scarlett and all her dramatic shit…read it for free with Kindleunlimited or purchase it for $2.99 by clicking this link!
About Single Daddy In The Club…
Hunter James is back in town, this time as a single dad…
My single parent group is the last place in the world I expect to bump into the man who broke my heart.
The problem is Hunter James is not just any man. He’s tall, dark, and as hot as sin. I need to go to church and pray that he’ll keep away from me.
His
irresponsible, one-night stand has left him with a little girl, and for some reason, he thinks that it’s my problem.
I should laugh at him.
He deserves it.
But he charms the group into letting him join and now I’m stuck looking into his blue eyes. He turns my parenting group into a dating one as he invites all his single friends to join. The last thing they need is another man in their lives. It’s a shame that I’m the only one who sees that. They turn up to the meeting and leave one-by-one.
Leaving me alone with Hunter James and he’s not trying to get some single parenting advice.
No.
Hunter James has something much dirtier in mind!
Author's Note:
It's short and steamy with enough sexiness for you to enjoy this novella. It is standalone, and there's no cheating!
About Ted Evans
This is the first book in the series. The Baby Daddies series is all about Single Daddies. My favorite subject at the moment. If you like the sound of it, then read on…
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Chapter One
Hunter
She’d been so fucking hard to find. Talk about disappearing and then coming back to the place where it all started. I knew the moment that I saw Nia’s name on the register that she would be the one heading up the group.