Knocked Up By The Other Brother: A Secret Baby Second Chance Romance

by Ashlee Price

  “Are you enjoying yourself?”

  She kind of nodded. The music was a little too loud then for a conversation, so I asked her if she would like to dance. Erin thought I meant in there and was willing to do so, but I wanted her out in the main area where I could get a good look at her. The VIP lounge was not big enough for much more than just twirling on the floor. I wanted to see what other surprises were in store for me. Erin had been changing my mind about her every few minutes since I met her, and I wondered what she would be like on the dance floor with the energy of the place around her.

  As soon as I had my hands on her waist, pulling her closer, I knew that she was mine forever. There was a soft sound of surprise as I pulled her onto my hard body. I was going to make sure that she remembered me. That was how I was going to get what I wanted. I was going to make her want me as much as I wanted her. There was one way to do it that I knew of, and I started laying plans.

  The next song was slow and I was able to feel Erin even more. I didn’t let her leave my sight and I could tell that everyone there had their eyes on her. The museum curator was a sight to behold, and I liked that she was in my arms. For a time it became more than just a way to seduce her. I found myself liking the way she felt in my arms. I liked it a bit too much, actually, and I didn’t want to let her go.

  Finally she pushed away from me. She was panting a little. We had danced for several songs and there was a new light in her eyes that had taken over the slight buzz she had started with. I could tell that she was thinking about me in a different way, and I liked to believe that I had her body ready as well.

  “Let’s get something to drink, Drake. I’m thirsty.”

  I nodded and leaned in. It was just a whim, but I pulled her closer. Her lips were resistant at first, but it didn’t take long for her body to succumb to mine. I felt her melt against me, and there was a moment where I didn’t care who was watching. I never wanted to let her go, and when a soft moan escaped her lips, my whole body was on fire. I needed her right then and there.

  When I pulled her closer and my hands moved to her round backside, she finally realized what I was doing and what I had planned. I heard and felt her telling me that she had had enough, but I didn’t want to stop. I didn’t want her to stop me.

  “Erin.”

  “I’m sorry, Drake, but I have to go.”

  Her departure was quick, and I knew that there was nothing that I could do. I had pushed too hard and too fast. It was my own fault that I was watching her get away from me as quickly as she could. Her taste was still on my lips, and I pressed them together to savor it a little longer. Far from a quick score, Erin was turning out to be more of a challenge than I was used to. The strangest part about any of it, though, was the fact that it just made me want her even more. I stood on the dance floor long enough for the song to change. She was gone and all there was left was the sweet smell of the cotton candy perfume that she had worn.

  I finally went upstairs and back to the VIP room. She had left her phone behind and I picked it up. Going back to the office, I could only think of Erin. Then I got a call from the driver of the limo to tell me he was back out front from taking her home. I had known that she wouldn’t just storm off into the night, and I liked that she had taken the ride back to be safe. The only problem with the whole scenario was that I was not with her. I should be beside her right now in bed, but instead I was there at work, wishing I was somewhere else.

  A knock startled me from what I was thinking about and I looked up to see Mary in front of me. “Hey, Mary. I didn’t know you were here.”

  She kind of nodded at me and sat down. She was looking at me rather strangely, and I was too exhausted to deal with her. We had had sex a couple of times when the mood was right, but it was the very last thing on my mind just then. While Mary was gorgeous and had a killer body, she wouldn’t be enough. Even with her model-like looks, at the end of the day, she was still just another girl. Mary was not Erin, and Erin was all that I wanted.

  “Yeah, I came in to see you. I haven’t been here that long, only long enough for a couple of songs.”

  It was the way she said it that made me look at her a little more closely. Something was definitely bothering her. I waited for her to bring me her problems. I was a problem solver to everyone around me, and I wondered what she needed.

  “Well, here I am. What’s up?”

  “Have you met with Rose Woods about the shoot?”

  My mind took a minute to pull away from the kiss and to really understand what she was saying to me. “Yeah, I talked to her and met with her already. The job is coming up, and I’m sure she will do great.”

  Mary didn’t look so sure. “Is something wrong?”

  Her blonde hair moved from side to side as she shook her head no. It was like a woman saying she was fine: the facial expressions did not match the words, making it harder to believe. I just didn’t have time for her tonight, and I could feel myself getting agitated. We had an agreement, and it had worked out well for a couple of years now. I don’t know why I was feeling so short-tempered with her, but I was.

  “No, I just don’t think that she is a good fit.”

  The change of subject threw me off more and I looked at her carefully again. Something was definitely wrong.

  “You were the one that told me to use her, Mary. I went to her on your advice alone. The contract has already been filled out, so whether we use the shoot or not, she will be taking the pictures.”

  “Of course, Drake. I didn’t mean…”

  I cursed myself silently for being so harsh. Everything about me was wired up and it showed. I was used to being calm and relaxed, but waiting on Erin was becoming more of a burden than I would have thought.

  “Sorry, Mary. I don’t know what is with me today.”

  She started to say something and then stopped. I was sure that I didn’t want to really hear it anyways, so I didn’t ask what she wanted to say. Mary was not the type to keep it in long, so I was going to take it as a blessing that she was willing to do that today.

  Mary kind of grinned and there was a look that I understand all too well. She wanted me, and when she moved to the door and locked it behind her, I knew exactly what her angle was going to be. I couldn’t deny that my body was raring to go for that very thing. It didn’t matter that she wasn’t Erin. She was hot and wet and would be willing and ready for me. For a moment, I almost went with the easy way out, knowing that it wouldn’t be enough.

  “I don’t think now is the time, Mary.”

  She kind of pouted a little, but she was still moving closer to me. I was still sitting down, and before long she was on her knees in front of me. I watched her, a little transfixed at where she was and what she was planning. I couldn’t help it. She was gorgeous and so damn willing.

  “Just relax, Drake. I know what you need, baby.”

  She did, God, she did, but I wasn’t ready for it. I pushed her away as gently as I could, but it took a little more pressure on her shoulders for her to really get it. I didn’t want that or her, and suddenly a look of fury was on her face. It may have been overrun quickly with a more acceptable emotion, but for a moment she looked at me with hatred in her eyes.

  “Come on, Drake. I know that you want me. Look how hard he is.”

  She grabbed the hardness, and I growled at her. It was as close to torture as I had ever experienced, and the last thing I wanted to do was keep it going. I sat up and moved towards the closed door. Unlocking it and flinging it open, I tried to catch my breath and fix the hard length that was getting pulled and pressed on. “I’m sorry, Mary, but I really must ask you to leave. There is a meeting in a little while and I have to prepare.”

  I knew that I had made her mad, upset her, so many different things, in my actions of the last few moments, but I couldn’t help it. I wasn’t going to pretend that I wanted her, when all I could think about was Erin. That woman was really starting to get to me, and it became clear that I wasn’t going
to be happy until I had her in my arms.

  Chapter 4 – Erin

  The ride home was a long one. I couldn’t believe that I had left. It made me wonder if that was going to be considered reneging on my end of the bargain, but I didn’t care. He had got what he said he wanted. Drake had gotten a date from me and even a kiss. The latter was still making my lips tingle a little. Why did he bother me in such a way? It was bad enough when he was close to me, but when we had been dancing and his hands had traveled up my back, there was nothing that I could do to stop it. Me pushing him away was the only thing that I could think of, and it had been a last ditch effort to save myself.

  Now I was regretting the move. I wished more than anything that I had let him kiss me and seen where it was all going to turn out. I wanted him, and since it had been so long since my last boyfriend, I was ready to move on to the next step. As soon as his lips had touched mine, there was nothing else that had mattered. Why had I ended it, knowing that it was something that I needed more than life at the moment?

  I looked through my purse to grab my phone. I wasn’t even back to the museum yet and I was already thinking about calling him. Maybe I could invite him over for a nightcap, anything to get him next to me and looking at me like that again. When I realized that my phone was not there, there was a minute of worry, but before long I saw it as a blessing in disguise. The last thing I needed to do was to contact Drake and let him know how desperate he made me.

  Instead, I went home and shut myself up in the apartment above the place where I worked. It was quiet when I got there. After sitting in the dark for a time, I got undressed and went to bed. I knew that I had messed up and let things go too far, but so help me, I was more upset for stopping it than starting it. The man was handsome and confident, two things that I was attracted to because I lacked both. How many chances would a girl like me get, with a guy like him?

  The next morning, when I finally got down stairs and got into my office, I was greeted with several vases of flowers. All of the roses in my office made the place smell heavenly and I didn’t have to look at the tag to see who they were from. I knew that it was Drake who had done it, and I couldn’t help the slight melting of my heart. Maybe I was wrong about him. Maybe he wasn’t just interested in a few moments in bed, maybe he wanted more. I really wished I didn’t have so many unanswered questions in my mind. I wished I just knew where I stood with him.

  ***

  He asked me out the next night, and the next night. We went out for a week straight, and every night I waited for him to kiss me again. I just wanted him to touch me like he had that night we went dancing and he swept me off of my feet. I was falling for the man, but after a couple of weeks of dating him every night, I was starting to think he was never going to make another move. It was driving me so crazy that I almost started a kiss myself a couple of times. It wasn’t in me, though, and instead I just waited for him to want me again. His eyes and face told me that he did, but to my chagrin he never made a play for more. I was starting to think that he was just trying to make me insane, and if that’s what it was, he was doing a very good job of it. I didn’t know what was expected of me, but I did know that I wanted Drake. After he drove me home and pecked me on the cheek, I wondered if I would go out with him again. There was nothing that could be done about it, though. I went home alone and spent another long night thinking of him.

  When he called me the next day, I wasn’t as enthusiastic as I usually was. I had spent the last two weeks thinking about nothing but Drake, but it wasn’t doing me any good. Instead of being happy and floating on clouds like I had first imagined, going out with a handsome billionaire was harder than I had thought. He took me to all of the finest restaurants, but he just wasn’t making a move for what we both really needed. Was it all because I had denied him the first time, or had he lost interest?

  The idea of it made me nervous, so when he called to ask me out, I told him no. I had to work late at the museum, true, but I knew that I could have gotten out of it if I was so inclined. The fact was that I couldn’t take another night of torture from him. Not the way I was feeling. I figured it was best for both of us if I kept my distance. I didn’t know what I was doing anyways.

  ***

  The museum was dark, and I was starting to think that I needed some lights on so I wouldn’t spook myself. There was nothing else to do, but I hadn’t gone upstairs like I should have. I didn’t want to face lying there thinking of what I couldn’t have, so instead I just started doing some paperwork for the following week. I was up and figured I might as well get something done.

  When I heard the sound behind me, it made me jump. I wasn’t expecting the very man I was avoiding to be there.

  “Drake, what are you doing here?”

  He waved the keys a little and smiled at me. “Thought I would take a look at the place. I saw the lights on and was hoping that you were still down here working. How long are you going to avoid me?”

  I looked away from the searing look in his eyes and shook my head to tell him that I wasn’t avoiding him. I was just busy, I assured him. He didn’t believe me, and there was something in his dark eyes that made me pause a little. The look of the first date we had together was back, and I didn’t want to change his mind. I had spent all of this time telling myself that there was nothing going on, but now I thought that there could be again, and it was all I could think about.

  My back was against the receptionist desk and the solid wood made me feel trapped in a way. Drake had me cornered, and I thought he was finally going to give me what I really needed. He didn’t stop until he was right in front of me and his hand went up to touch my cheek ever so softly. “Can I kiss you?”

  I was surprised by the question and I couldn’t speak, though my head nodded for me. I was beyond the need for a kiss, and I knew that if he didn’t do it soon I was going to come out of my skin. That was how I felt, and there was nothing else that I could do but lean in the last few inches to press my lips against his. I was sick of waiting for him to take the hint. I had waited too long for it, and I was not going to give Drake a chance to change his mind again. He was to be mine, and that was the end of it.

  His lips were not as soft as they had been the first time he had kissed me. Instead of being soft and gentle, he was more aggressive. His body pinned mine against the side of the desk. I didn’t even feel the wood digging into my back until he had lifted me up and set me up another foot. My arms wrapped around his neck instinctually, and soon my legs were wrapping round his waist just the same. I couldn’t get enough of him. His hard body was driving me to a point of no return.

  Chapter 5 – Erin

  “Let’s get out of here.”

  I opened my eyes a little, but it was hard to really look at him. Everything was fuzzy and I had to stop my body from moving against him. He felt too good to just be nonmoving next to. I wanted to rub myself against him as I had before, but I realized then how beyond control I was. I was acting like a wanton woman, and it embarrassed me to no end. The man was just driving me crazy.

  “Do you want to leave or stay?”

  He started to pull away and I heard a whimper in the air. I didn’t want to think that it had come from me, but I knew that it had. There was no question that it was the reason that I was finding it hard to look into his face. I felt embarrassed by the way he was making me feel and by the way I was acting.

  Drake seemed to get that I wasn’t able to answer him. He helped me down from the counter, steadying me on wobbly knees before he finally started to walk me out of the museum. He had enough composure to lock it behind him, but it took me a little more time to get it together. There was a car waiting for us, and as soon as we got into the back seat together, Drake’s lips were on me and I was ready to explode from their skill. Then his target was my neck and shoulders before he kissed me once more on my mouth. He knew exactly what he was doing, because by the time the car had pulled up in front of his house, I would have agreed to anything
.

  The place was huge. It was something that I hadn’t considered before but now found interesting. He was rich beyond what I could even imagine, and the discrepancies were hard to ignore, even in my current state of need. It was hard not to see that he was far out of my league. I wasn’t even sure what I was doing there.

  My mind started to take it all in, but I wasn’t sure what I should do. Drake didn’t give me long to figure it out, because he was already pulling me into the house, and before long he was pushing me into a room that I was sure was his bedroom. It was as manly as he was, and I looked at the décor for as long as I was able to think. Once he was behind me and pressing me back against him, his lips went to my neck and I was lost in his touch.

  It wasn’t long before Drake was unzipping the dress and pulling it down slowly. It stopped at my slim hips, and he used both of his large hands to pull it down the rest of the way. I was shivering in his arms and I could feel the readiness that was at my core. I had waited far too long, and with a man like Drake, there was no way that I could say no. I didn’t want to.

  His hands rubbed on my stomach and backside, pulling me closer to the part of him that was harder than all of the rest. Drake rubbed it against me as his hands moved lower down my body. His fingers and touch became feather-light. Shivers were running through my body and I was left shaking in front of him. Only when he moved his one hand in between my legs and pushed underneath my panties did I snap out of the moment. I jerked with the touch and the growl that he made in my ear when he realized how wet and ready I was for him.

  “I see that we have both waited long enough.”

  His fingers pressed inside of me, and I cried out with the sudden wave of pleasure. I had wanted him so much that all it had taken was one moment of entry to push me over the edge. I felt the fluid gush down my legs, and I could tell that he wasn’t ready for it. There was another sound in my ear as he moved his fingers to prolong my pleasure. It had been so long since I had someone else touching me and it felt amazing. I was ready to explode from it all, and only when I begged him to stop did his fingers stop pressing in and rubbing me.