OLDER MAN: The Secretary's Secret Baby (Best Friend Brother Pregnancy Romance) (New Adult Sport Comedy Romance)
Authors: Alexandra Stone
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The Secretary’s Secret Baby
Bad Boy Romance
By: Alexandra Stone
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Gina
I had not seen Matthew since I had graduated from school. I had kept my mystery now for a long time, my big secret. Yet now that was all going to change and I would have no control over it. I had enormous dreams after school graduation yet everything changed on account of one red hot night with Matthew, my school’s star athlete. He had constantly done well in basketball, and when he was offered a scholarship to play in college none of us realized just how far he would go. I realized that I would need to keep the mystery to myself. His future relied on upon it. Thusly I remained quiet about the obligation. However now I was in peril of that mystery being uncovered. Melissa was Matthew's sister and was my closest companion in high school. Be that as it may we had become separated and she went off to school in New York. I stayed behind in our residential community functioning as a secretary to help raise my son Jared who was currently three years of age. Now Melissa had reached out to me to let me know that she was getting hitched and was returning to our small town to do it. The precarious part was that she needed me to be a bridesmaid, which implied I would need to see Matthew once more. That’s how it all started.
I was at work as usual at my grueling job as a low paid secretary at a small insurance office. I had been receiving emails from Melissa for a while now but I had ignored every single one of them.
"Gina, I need you to finish all of this paperwork before you leave," my boss said to me as he walked by my desk.
"Yes, of course," I said looking at the massive pile of work that would normally take several days to do. This was how he treated me. He was never a good man. But living in a small town with very few jobs left me very few little choices because I had a son to take care of. So I bit my tongue and never talked back to my boss and did as I was told. It was a very unhappy existence.
I grabbed a stack of papers and that is when it happened. Ping! The sound that an email had just arrived in my inbox went off. The subject read 'I'm getting married! Be my bridesmaid Gina!'
That email subject line had me breathing heavily like I was having a panic attack. I opened the email to read that my former best friend from high school Melissa was coming back to town in order to get married in the small church that we grew up going to. She wanted me to be a bridesmaid and she would not take no for an answer. Then the email was long about how the wedding party would be full of a weeklong of festivity wedding events and lunches and tailoring of dresses. My eyes glazed over at all of the events. I knew that her brother would be there, the famous NBA player Matthew Jenison. I couldn't handle it anymore. I stood up from my desk and walked quickly outside to breathe in some fresh air.
I opened the door to the small insurance office back door that led out to the parking lot. I paced the hard concrete back and forth not knowing how I could get out of this. I knew deep down that I could not get out of it. I knew that this was going to be complicated and messy and that I did not have any choice in the matter. I didn't know how I would keep my secrets but I had to try.
"Gina! Did I not tell you to finish that pile of paperwork!" My boss barked at me as he peaked his head out of the back door.
"Yes, so sorry I just needed a breath of fresh air because I got an unsettling email and…"
"That is no concern of mine. Now get back to work or I will find someone else to take your position!" He shouted as he slammed the door.
My trapped situation with a boss that was mean and angry all the time but a job that I could not leave because I needed the money to support my son as a single mother, was a hard situation to deal with. My family had all but disowned me when I became a teenage pregnancy case right after graduation. So I was pretty much on my own, and this job was a way to pay the bills. I did however still speak to my sister Jessica who did not share our parents view on being pregnant right out of high school. She was my everything and helped me through the difficult times. She was also one of my babysitters when I was not able to pay for a babysitter.
I took a deep breath and went back inside to finish my work. At least it would be a good distraction from the unsettling email that I would have to deal with and reply to this evening. I spent the rest of the workday shuffling through papers and doing the work very fast. The faster I went the more occupied my mind was with the paperwork and not with Melissa and of course Matthew.
When I got home Jessica had already put my son Jared to sleep. She knew as soon as she saw me that something was wrong.
"Gina, is everything all right? You look like you have seen a ghost," she asked as she put her hand on my shoulder.
"Not seen a ghost, more like received an email from a ghost."
"What do you mean?"
"I received an email from Melissa Jenison. As I have for the last few weeks and have ignored, but this one caught my attention with the subject line so I opened it and read it. She's getting married in our church, and she wants me to be a bridesmaid. There will be wedding events for an entire week before the wedding. "
"Oh I see," Jessica sad as she sat down and urged me to sit down next to her while she opened a bottle of wine.
"Gina you must let him know one day in any case," she said to me handing me a glass.
"I know. I generally intended to tell him, however it never appeared like the perfect time. There was continually something brilliant in his future. When I discovered that I was pregnant, he had discovered that he got drafted into the major league of basketball, the NBA. At that point his profession took off and I would not like to be the one to demolish that. Before I knew it three years had passed by. Goodness Jessica by what method would I be able to face him? Will he have the capacity to see the truth on my face? Maybe he won’t even remember me," I said pacing my loft.
"Obviously he will remember you? You were Melissa’s best friend and practically lived at their house," She said attempting to reassure me and call me down.
"Because of all the famous women and models that now occupy his bed, that is how he would have forgotten." I said.
"Well you won't have the capacity to tell Melissa no. This town is too little for you to stay away from her and her brother for two weeks. So you might as well tell her yes," Jessica said. What she said seemed to make sense no matter how much I loathed the idea.
"I assume you are right in thinking that. I will simply need to manage it when it comes," I said.
“So then you are going to tell Melissa yes? You are going to be a bridesmaid? You know that I will help with Jared in anyway that I can. I can babysit when you need me too. It’s not a problem for me,” Jessica said.
“Are you sure? You help me so much already and I’m sure this whole wedding business will be chaotic. Not just in my schedule but emotionally too. I just don’t know if I can handle it,” I said pouring more wine into my glass and I felt more and more anxious the more that I thought about it.
“It will be fine. Here, reply to her email now and then forget about it until it comes around,” she said handing me my smart phone.
I took a deep breath and then opened the email and read it a few times.
“But look at all these events that she has scheduled! These are all times that I am going to have to be near Matthew. If it was just one wedding day that would be different but this is a whole week of seeing him. And I’m sure that Melissa will come in a week before the actual wedding week to do some planning if I know her, and that will be two weeks of dealing with them.”
Jessica did not respond with words, she just looked at me and pushed the phone in my face.
“Ugh, you’re right. Okay. Here goes, I’m writing yes. Send.”
“There, now was that so bad? Now how hideous do you think the bridesmaid’s dresses will be?” she laughed.
“Well Melissa’s favorite color was also yellow so I am sure they will be hideous yellow dresses,” I laughed.
Jessica always had a way of making me feel better. After she left and after I had two glasses of wine I started to calm down. Perhaps I could get through this and keep my secret. I turned on the television ready to relax a little before doing it all over again the next day. The television was on the news when I turned it on. There he was, Matthew Jenison. He had just finished playing a game of professional basketball and he was being interviewed on the court in Madison Square Garden. I took a sharp breath of air as his image caught me off guard. He was still very beautiful, with blond hair and blue eyes and very tall. He spoke with confidence and intellect as the interview asked him questions. I was lost in a daze as I stared at the TV. Seeing his face and presence on the screen suddenly took all my confidence away that I could deal with this. I knew that I couldn't. Just seeing him on TV gave me this reaction of being nervous, how would I be able to see him in person if I could not handle seeing him on television?
"Who's that?" I turned to see my son out of bed and rubbing his eyes as he watched me watch the television.
"Jared, what are you doing out of bed?" I said as I went to him and picked him up giving him a kiss on the cheek. Seeing his beautiful blue eyes and blond hair always warmed my heart.
"I am thirsty water," he said sleepily.
"OK son let's get you some water," I said as I squeezed him tight and carried him to the kitchen. I gave him some water and then I carried him into bed. I read him a nighttime story until he was once again asleep. I stared at his sleeping face and knew, I would have to keep Jared away from the wedding events. There was no way that his face would not bring up questions and expose my secret.
I walked to my bedroom and sat at my vanity table while I put on night cream and brushed my hair. I thought that I still looked good and almost like I had not changed much since high school a few years ago. My hair was still long and brown and my brown eyes still held a spark in there buried by a dead-end job and a mean boss. I kept my figure trim and I was still tall and lean. I considered myself a catch in the physical sense, but as a single mother it was hard to participate in any romance as I had my son to think about. I turned off the lights and crawled into bed. I dreamt of Matthew and our night together many years ago, I could never forget it.
