His Surprise Baby: An Accidental Pregnancy Romance Collection (His Secret Baby Romance Collection Book 4)

by Jamie Knight

  I pulled my pants down in an instant, carried away by her desire, and trust my young, hard cock into her. Each slam of my hips pushed her into the wooden pole. It must have hurt, but Reagan begged for more. She wanted it harder and harder.

  Her pussy gripped me like a vice as her arousal grew. Velvety walls and so much wetness, she dripped down my cock and thighs. I couldn’t control myself. I came, rested, keeping my dick inside of her, and then fucked her again. Over and over, till the sun started to set and we both couldn’t see straight.

  Her thighs were drenched in my seed. My abs wet with her juices. I only stopped because my legs got too tired to stand.

  Shaking my head and bringing my concentration back to the present, I thought about earlier tonight. It was all so quick. We had barely said one word to each other, but we knew that after years of being apart, it’s what was needed.

  My hand could never compare to the supple softness of her pussy, but I made it work. I stroked myself while thoughts of the only woman I ever loved rushed through my head. It didn’t take long for me to come.

  When I was done, I zipped myself back up. I looked up at Reagan’s apartment. The lights were still off. I wasn’t about to sit here all night. It was probably time for me to go home.

  Initially, I had some reservations about continuing to talk with Reagan. After seeing her son, but I still came over to her apartment. I had spent years trying to shove her into a forgotten part of my mind, but it had never been entirely possible. She always lingered. Now was the time to get all this shit figured out.

  I’d go home for tonight, but I wasn’t abandoning my search for answers. She acted as if I did something to her all those years ago, but, and I knew I remembered correctly, she was the one who ran off and only left me with a one-page note. If anyone should be angry, it was me.

  Reagan was going to explain herself whether she wanted to or not.

  Chapter Six - Reagan

  Oh, good God, last night was crazy.

  After dropping Bobby off at school the next day, I got called into work at the clinic. So much for my day of recovery. I could barely process what had happened at Club Taboo. Too many things happened, and it all happened so fast.

  When I got to work, my mind was swirling. Of all the people to run into, the universe decided to plop Aiden Harris in front of me. It was kind of infuriating that he still looked so damn good. Even aged ten years, he was still unnervingly handsome and his body at thirty? Dynamite. Part of me desperately wanted to see every hard muscle he had out of that expensive suit he was wearing.

  But I couldn’t. That was stupid.

  Why did I let him fuck me in that club? All it did was complicate the entire situation further. What if he tried to contact me? What was I supposed to do then? I had spent the past few years wondering if Aiden still thought about me, if he ever wondered where I’d gone off to. But every year that I didn’t hear from him, I kind of just assumed he had moved on. From the way he spoke, it seemed like maybe I was wrong. He harbored some feelings, that was certain.

  But Aiden couldn’t be my main worry. I had Bobby for that. Oh, Bobby. I loved my son to death, but he might just be the death of me. I had no idea what was going on with him. He wouldn’t tell me about it whenever I’d ask. What an eight-year-old had to hide, I couldn’t tell you. All I knew was that it was causing massive problems at school and at home. Talking back to teachers, to my mother and myself. Getting into fights with other students. If this continued, I had no idea what I was going to do.

  I wanted to get him a counselor, but that would cost money, which I didn’t currently have. Which is why I was saving. My nurse's salary was decent, but there was still some struggling. Especially with my student loans. Even though I managed to get out of school early, it was still a nice chunk of change that I owed, meaning I had to be careful with how money was spent.

  “Reagan!”

  I sat up from my leaned over position at the nurses’ station. We were having a lull in patients. That’s what the morning usually was like, which is why I liked taking these shifts. Plus, they aligned with Bobby’s school schedule.

  “Hey, Marnie.”

  Marnie was the nurse I was closest to on the job. Most of the nurses were able to bond with each other. There were a few bad apples in the bunch, but for the most part, I enjoyed spending time with my coworkers. Marnie was the most fun. We had very different lifestyles, but we just clicked with one another. It was her dress that I was wearing yesterday.

  “You have to tell me about last night. Was the dress a massive hit?” She got all close to me, so she could whisper. There was no one to hear us, but Marnie lived for the drama, so it was par on course for her.

  “It probably won’t be that exciting to you.”

  It may have felt like the craziest night for me, but Marnie was always getting into all kinds of adventures. I doubted a night where I ran into an ex and then got called home early to pick up my kid was anything special to her.

  “Reagan, I need to hear about what happened at the BDSM club. You rarely go out, and every inch of your skin is covered if you can help it. You gotta tell me the shenanigans you got up to in that little black dress you had on.”

  I laughed because Marnie was a riot. She always knew how to make anything exciting. Usually, I was standing here, talking about a night in with my kid, and she would act like I was describing the wildest night of her dreams.

  “Yeah, okay. I can tell you what happened. But, trust me, you’re not going to find any of this worthwhile.”

  “Let me be the judge of that.”

  “Well, the club was really nice. Way better than any of the ones we already have in Aspen. Someone actually came up to me and started flirting.”

  “Ooo, was he cute?”

  I shook my head. “He wasn’t bad looking, but he ended up being a total jerk.” I didn’t even want to think about that guy. He was a flash in the pan, and I could simply move on. “But I actually ended up running into my ex. Weirdly enough, he is the one who owns the club.”

  “No way! What happened? What did you guys say to one another?”

  “We actually didn’t say much.” I blushed because of the implication. Marnie audibly gasped as if I just told her state secrets.

  “Reagan, you naughty girl! And you told me this wasn’t exciting stuff. So, you guys fucked in the club?”

  “You could put it like that way…”

  I still couldn’t believe that happened. Of course, the first thing we did upon reuniting was have angry, passionate sex. I wouldn’t expect anything less from Aiden.

  “Was he good?”

  “Marnie!” I gasped.

  Talking about this kind of stuff at work always made me nervous, but it was a good kind of nervous.

  “Wait, which ex is this? It can’t be someone you’ve dated since we’ve met, none of those guys had the money to open a club like that. And we met a while ago.”

  I met Marnie back in college. So, we’d known one another for some years. I’d seen a few people while the two of us were friends, but none of them lasted. And Marnie was right, none of them had the capital to open a club like Aiden.

  Her eyes lit up. “Wait a second. Was it—”

  My phone rang and cut her off. I picked it up and saw it was a phone call from my son’s school.

  “I’m sorry. I have to take this.” I swiped the screen and put it up to my ear. “Hello?”

  “Miss White. We need you to come pick up your son, Bobby. He’s been suspended for the rest of the day.”

  “Um, of course. I’ll be right there. Thank you.” I didn’t even need to hear the reason why. They would tell me when I got there, but I already had an inkling as to what happened. My guess was that it was another fight. “I have to go, Marnie. It’s Bobby.”

  “Yeah, of course. Go get your son. We can talk about your crazy night later. I always have time for you.”

  “Thanks. I’ll make it up to
you. I promise.”

  I said goodbye to my friend before going to grab my bag from the locker room. Bobby’s school wasn’t too far away. I got lucky with my work placement. It was smack dab between Bobby’s school and our home. Now, if only I was as lucky with my son.

  Chapter Seven - Reagan

  I got to the school in about ten minutes and ran into the office. Bobby was sitting in one of those little chairs, his head down. The sad part about all of this was he always seemed to feel genuinely bad about what he has done. I knew deep down he was a good kid, but something was just not working right now for him.

  “Hey, Bobby.”

  He looked up at me, tears in his hazel eyes. He let out a deep breath, picking up his bag before getting up and walking over to me.

  I turned to the secretary. “Is there anything else?”

  “Just sign him out.”

  “Yeah, okay.”

  As I signed Bobby out from school, I worried that we were getting to the point of needing to have another meeting. We’d already had a few with other parents when Bobby was initially getting into fights. And then we had them with his teachers. I could tell the principal was getting frustrated.

  “We’ll talk about this when we get home,” I told my son as we were walking out.

  He nodded, and the two of us head towards the exit. When we got outside, I stopped short. Aiden was standing at the gates.

  My initial response was to hold back my son. How did my ex know we were at the school? He must have followed me. That’s the only way. Unless he knew more than he told me. Confusion had me stuck to the spot, but I couldn’t just stand there all day.

  I grabbed Bobby’s hand. The two of us walked towards the gate, and a meeting I never thought would happen.

  “Hi, Aiden. This is Bobby.”

  Aiden nodded to the boy. “Hey.” Clueless as to what was going on, Bobby nodded back.

  My heart was beating a mile a minute. What was I supposed to say to Aiden if he asked about Bobby? Could I lie? It was what I’d been doing for the past few years.

  “What are you doing here?” I kind of already knew, but I needed to double-check.

  “I was following you because I felt like our conversation from last night wasn’t over. I have a lot more questions now.” He glanced over at Bobby. Was he going to notice? Aiden was always super observant, but if he didn’t suspect, then maybe he won’t put it all together.

  “What questions?”

  “What are you doing here?”

  “Um, I had to pick up Bobby.”

  “Why?”

  “He’s my son.”

  “I gathered that. Why are you picking him up early?” Aiden wasn’t going to let me get by easily. He’d keep pestering me until I confessed.

  “He’s been getting into a few fights at school, talking back to teachers. Since it’s been happening for a while, I just have to pick him up whenever he’s misbehaving.”

  “He’s been getting into fights?” Aiden turned his attention to Bobby. He walked over to him, kneeling down, so they were at about the same height. “Hi.”

  Bobby looked up at me. I nodded, letting him know it was okay.

  “Hello.”

  “Your mom tells me you’ve been getting into fights.” Bobby nodded. “Why?”

  He shrugged. “I don’t know.”

  “I see.”

  They continued to talk while I had an internal panic attack. Seeing them side by side, it was so apparent that Bobby was a mini version of Aiden. The word 'fuck’ was running through my head on a loop. I wasn't paying much attention to what was being said, but I should have been. What if I missed some crucial bit of information! I just had so many emotions running through my head.

  Maybe running away from Aiden all those years ago was rash, but it had felt like the right choice. The only option, really. Most of the people in his family hadn’t liked me, especially his mother. There was never one moment I could point to that would explain all the hatred. I was always polite and gracious whenever Aiden had brought me around — which was rare, I only attended the occasional bar-b-q or dinner.

  My guess was that it all boiled down to the fact that I wasn't one of them, the rich. There was nothing I could do to change that fact. Aiden knew a little bit about his mother's disdain for me, but he never realized how deep it ran.

  She actually offered me money to leave him. I had thought she was insane, but that didn’t stop me. I’d never forgot that moment, and it played back in front of my eyes like a cursed movie.

  Aiden's mother never wanted to talk to me. She avoided being in the same room as me as if I carried the plague or something. I'd learned to ignore it, for the most part anyway. It still kind of hurt when she so obviously left a room because I was in it. That’s why when she asked to speak with me privately, I thought something absolutely horrible was about to happen.

  “Hello,” I knocked on the door but didn't go in. Mrs. Harris intimidated me so much.

  I didn't really think she called me there to murder me, but the thought had crossed my mind, and I wasn't able to totally banish it from my thoughts. She had this presence that made me shrivel. My body was on edge, knowing that we were about to be in the same room alone for an indefinite amount of time.

  “Come in,” a voice beckoned. Doing as I was told, I pushed open the door and entered her office. “Please, take a seat, Reagan.”

  “Okay,” I said more to myself. I scurried into the seat across from her on the other side of the grand, carved wood desk.

  “So, I'm sure you're wondering why I asked you here.”

  “I, umm…”

  She rolled her eyes and sighed, which made me think I wasn't there so we could bury the hatchet. “I'd rather not dilly dally. I'm willing to offer you a significant amount of money to stop dating my son.”

  “What?” I literally started shaking at that point.

  Did she just offer to throw money at me to go away? I thought that type of thing only happened in the movies. The concept was absurd, but I wasn’t about to say that. Putting it more delicately would be best.

  “Yes, we can negotiate the exact number, but, just so you know, I'm willing to crack six figures.”

  “I don't want your money!” I bristled at the thought of leaving Aiden. The love I had for him was priceless. It didn't matter how much money his mother offered me.

  “You say that now, but did Aiden tell you that he was going to be disowned if he continues seeing you? And, once I disown him, he doesn't get to change his mind about it later. I don't make these decisions lightly.”

  She was going to cut him off, and he knew? Why didn't he tell me? This should have been something my boyfriend came to me about. Or maybe he needed more time to tell me.

  “That doesn't mean anything.” I was trying to put on a brave face, but my insides felt like jelly. It was just that morning that I had found out I was carrying his son.

  “Why? Because of true love and all that bullshit? You're two dumb kids experiencing puppy love, and, when the shiny façade falls away, Aiden will miss his money and wonder why he threw it all away for some girl.”

  Mrs. Harris managed to hit one of my biggest insecurities. I'd seen the girls Aiden had dated. They were all rich and put together and so pretty. I was a girl who happened to bag his groceries one day. What if I was just a phase? When he got tired with me? He'd toss me aside without a second thought. I knew Aiden loved me, but love could fade. I was starting to feel that it wasn’t a matter of if but when.

  “I mean, did Aiden tell you we had Victoria over the other night for dinner?” He had dinner with Victoria? “From the expression on your face, my guess is no, he didn't tell you.”

  Victoria was the ex that gave me the most anxiety. She never did anything to me, but the feelings were still there. Plus, Aiden's mom loved her, so there was that. And she fit into his world so perfectly. They were the perfect wealthy couple. They had that look that me
and him would never have. I just knew it.

  I never told Aiden about these feelings, but he still knew. He did his best to make me feel loved, and I did. I thought I had gotten rid of my jealousy regarding Victoria, but it reared its ugly head with zero hesitation.

  “Do you really think he'll leave me?”

  She nodded. “Honey, I hate to be the one to tell you, but it's the truth, and you'll have to face it eventually. Sooner is better than later, no?”

  Mr. Harris convinced me to take the money and leave. She never knew about the child I was carrying. I wanted to say goodbye to Aiden, but his mother wouldn't let me. She said I needed to make a clean break. I wrote a letter that she dictated and tried to never look back.

  But life had other plans for me. A few weeks later, as my belly started to show. I thought about contacting Aiden, but he hadn't tried once to call or see me since I had left. It was so easy for him to forget about me, so I needed to do the same.

  Clearly, I never really did.

  “What are your plans for the rest of the day?'’

  “Huh?”

  Aiden was standing now, and both him and my son were looking at me with identical hazel eyes. “Do you two have any plans today?” he repeated.

  “Oh, um, I have to take Bobby home and give him lunch.”

  Though that was something I pulled out of my ass, it was getting close to lunch, meaning Bobby needed to eat soon.

  “Let me treat you guys.”

  “Oh no, you don't have to do that.”

  “I want to, and it is no trouble.”

  “Aiden, it’s fine.”

  “Reagan, it’s just lunch.” The look he gave me told me otherwise. Lunch could lead to so many other things. I didn’t want to have lunch with my son and his father, both of who knew nothing of the other. It would be me in the middle with enough knowledge to drive myself crazy.

  “Mommy, he said we could go to the diner...” Bobby pulled on my shirt, pleading to go. Even though he had been acting up lately, I still had a hard time saying no to my baby boy. I knew he was acting out for a reason. Maybe some diner food would do him some good.