Sexual Healin': A BWWM Billionaire Romance (9 page)

When her period didn't show up on time, then she knew that things might have gotten worse than she had originally thought that they might be. She went to the drugstore and bought a few pregnancy tests. When she got home, her heart beating rapidly in her chest and her body tense with nausea, she opened the first one and read over the instructions three times before she performed the test and then waited for the results. She was sure that those were the three longest minutes of her life. The test showed positive. She opened the second test and repeated the procedure, and waited. It also showed positive. After the third test told her that it was indeed true and there was no getting around it, she looked at her reflection in the mirror and began to cry.

She was going to have a baby. Her options ran through her mind and she knew that there was only one thing she could do. She had to keep her baby. She couldn't let it go. The realization of the truth and the look at the road ahead filled her with uncertainty and despair, but when it came to the child in her womb, there was only one choice, as far as she was concerned.

She called Alice and her friend came to her house. When Alice saw her, she knew that something was horribly wrong.

She hugged her tight and sat with her. "What is it? What's going on?" she asked worriedly.

Brandy told her. "I'm pregnant."

"Oh no..." Alice said, her eyes wide and her voice low. "Have you told Kyle?"

"No," she admitted. "I don't know how I'm going to do that. We broke up. I told him it was over between us, and now it is far from over between us. I don't know how I'm going to call him back and tell him that I'm having his child. He doesn't love me, so how is he going to love this baby?" She wasn't at all sure what she was going to do about telling him that she was going to have his child.

Alice sighed and held her hand. "Well, you have to tell him solely because he has a right to know, but beyond that, the choices he makes will be up to him. You can tell him and then leave the ball in his court.

“All of your plans should be for you and your child, and not considering him in any of those plans unless he chooses to be a part of them. He needs to support you financially, and he obviously has the means to do so, but you can't make plans around what he may or may not want to do until you talk to him. One thing is certain though; you are not through with him. Not for the rest of your life."

That truth cut at Brandy's heart and she sighed heavily. She didn't know how she was going to tell him, but she knew Alice was right. She had to tell him. She had to let him know; it was only right. If he decided that he was going to be a part of their child's life in any capacity, he was going to be around her and there was no getting away from that. She was never going to be done with him now.

"What are you going to concentrate on now?" Alice asked her softly. "What's your plan?"

Brandy leaned back in her chair and drank her water. "I'm going to keep going to school as long as I can, and I'm going to keep working; I have to, there's no way I can afford to go to school and live in New York and have a baby. So, I'll just have to try to find a way to make it all work. Hopefully, he can help me with it."

She closed her eyes and then looked back at her friend. "Isn't that ironic timing? I break up with him and he doesn't want me to go, and then I find out I'm pregnant, and now I have to call him back up and let him back into my life."

Alice nodded. "It's ironic, alright."

   ***

Kyle's phone rang, and he saw that it was an unfamiliar phone number.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Hello lover..." a sultry feminine voice drawled out.

Kyle pursed his lips. "Let me guess; Candice?" he asked with a sigh.

"See? You know me already. Good," she answered him. "When can I come and see you?" she asked in her hungry drawl.

"You can't come see me, Candice. We are not going to be lovers. I'm not interested in your offer." 

"Are you sure, Kyle? Because you know that if you don't take me on as your lover, I'm going to get into contact with your wife and tell her all about your little tryst that weekend on the island. She'll be none too-"

He cut her off. "Candice, don't threaten me. That might work for some of the younger men who are afraid of you, but I really don't care what you do. You see, you aren't the only one who can play that game.

“I can just as easily tell all of your friends as well as Veronica's, how you tried to blackmail me into screwing you and that I turned you down flat because I'd rather have you go to my wife with something that you know nothing about, than have you laying beneath me in a bed. You are a disgusting woman with idle threats and no sense of self. Don't ever call me again."

He hung up the phone, and was certain that in her circle of friends, if any of them found out that she had been turned down the way she was, it would be horribly embarrassing for her. He was sure that he had just rid himself of the problem of Candice.

Chapter7

Brandy had just finished a massage when Hannah called her to the front desk.

"You've had a special request last minute appointment,” she told her. "Your lady is in the sauna right now. She'll be in to your room in about five minutes, so please go prepare for her,” Hannah said.

"Thanks!" Brandy replied. She was grateful for whatever extra money she could get now, knowing she would need it soon enough. She went back to her massage room and readied it for her next client.

She had moved things in it around and redecorated a little bit; there were too many memories of her in that room with Kyle. She felt that with even a little change in the look of it, she'd be able to make new memories and let go of the old ones that broke her heart when she thought about them. It was bad enough thinking about the future when she would have to tell Kyle that she was carrying his baby, without living in the past and constantly reminiscing about things that they had done that had made the baby.

There was a knock at the door and she opened it to see a stunning blonde woman standing there. She beckoned her in and the woman came and sat in one of the two chairs in the room.

"You're Lorie, right?" Brandy asked with a smile as she reached out her hand to greet her new client.

"No, that's just the name I gave to make my appointment,” the slender blonde woman answered, flashing her blue eyes at Brandy.

Brandy was surprised and stopped short for a moment. "Oh... well, what would you like me to call you?"

The woman stood up slowly and looked down her nose at Brandy. "You can call me Mrs. Jamison. Mrs. Kyle Jamison,” she answered with a wicked smile.

Brandy drew in her breath sharply and her eyes widened.

"You're... you...” she gasped.

The woman nodded. "That's right, you little whore. I'm Kyle's wife."

Brandy covered her mouth with her hand and reached for the table to balance herself a bit better. "I don't know what to-"

Veronica cut her off. "Don't say anything to me. I don't want to heart your voice. Just listen to me." Veronica indicated that Brandy should sit in the chair, and Brandy nodded and sat down, looking up at the wife of her ex-lover who had her fixed in an icy stare.

"So. You are the one. You are the little whore who my dear husband has been screwing. I knew he was coming down here to this place too often. Spending too much time away from home." She shook her head in disgust.

"Well, thanks to one of my dear friends who just happened to see you two while she was out at the island for a weekend getaway, I now know just what's been going on, so don't try to deny it."

Brandy sighed and leaned back in her chair, feeling a little queasy.

"I'm going to tell you what I want you to do, and you're going to listen, and then you're going to have two days to make up your mind and come up with an answer for me." She began to walk back and forth in the small room, pacing slightly like a big cat before it pounces on its prey.

"First, you are going to stop talking to my husband and stop seeing him immediately. I don't want any contact between the two of you at all, for any reason, at any time. That has to happen immediately. Second, you do not tell him you saw me. I don't care how or why you explain it away to him, but you break it off with him today, and then that's it. You're done with him for the rest of your life. Just don't mention my name. Third, if you do that, I'm going to give you a settlement.

“I'll give you fifty thousand dollars to disappear into the night and never come back again; ever. He never hears word one from you again for the rest of both of your lives. Lastly, if you don't do these things, I will inform your boss and demand that she fire you. I will take your immoral behavior to the attention of the state and demand that your license be stripped from you and that you not be allowed to work in massage in New York ever again." She topped pacing and turned fully to face Brandy.

"Do you understand me?"

Brandy understood her just fine. Obviously, the woman didn't know that Brandy had already broken up with Kyle. That part of it aside, she was demanding that Brandy stay out of his life for good. That was going to be hard to do with a baby. She thought of what Veronica had said about her losing her job and her license, and again, her thoughts went to her baby.

She couldn't live without a job and her career, much less try to raise a baby without those things, but she also couldn't keep the truth from Kyle and not tell him about his child. She thought about the money that Veronica had told her she'd give her for her exit and silence, and it was a good offer, but it wasn't going to allow her to tell Kyle about the baby or allow him to be a part of the baby's life. It could help her in a new life, though, a life on her own with the baby and without Kyle. "I don't know what to say yet. I am going to need some time to think about this. It's a lot to consider," Brandy told her quietly.

Veronica nodded. "I don't think there's that much to consider, but I will give you two days. At the end of two days, I want an answer. If you are a smart girl, you will take my offer. My husband loves me and he is never going to leave me, so don't go getting any romantic ideas in your head that he will ever be interested in being with you or that he will ever leave me for you, because that is never going to happen.

“He's mine, he's staying with me, and there's nothing you can do about that. If you have any brains at all, you will just take the money I am offering you and get the hell out of here. You'll never talk to him or see him again, and nothing will change that."

She walked to the door and opened it, looking over her shoulder at Brandy. "I'll be back in two days. I want an answer. Think carefully about this. The choice you make is going to affect the rest of your life."

With that, she turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. Brandy stayed seated in the chair, not sure what to do, or how to go about fixing the situation.    She called Alice and asked her to meet for coffee.

Half an hour later, they were sitting across from each other.

"What's going on? What's this crazy news you have to tell me?" Alice asked impatiently.

Brandy sat down and sighed. "Well, I had a visitor today."

"Who was it? Kyle? Did you tell him about the baby?" she asked; a barrage of questions spilling from her.

"No," Brandy said, leaning closer to Alice. "It was his wife."

Alice's eyes grew enormous and she gasped. "His wife? How did she find out about you?"

Brandy sighed. "Kyle and I were away that weekend when we went to the island, and while we were there, one of Veronica's friends saw us together at an ice-cream parlor, and the friend went and told her about me. I have no idea how she found out my name or where I work, or any of that. Maybe she found it in Kyle's phone."

"What did she want?" Alice asked curiously.

Brandy shook her head. "She had a list of requests. The first is that she wants me to stop seeing Kyle and break up with him."

Alice shrugged. "So? You already did that. Did you tell her you already broke up with him?"

Brandy shook her head. "No, I didn't. I let her do all of the talking and I think it's a good thing that I did. She told me that if I don't break up with him, that she's going to go to my boss Hannah and tell her what happened between Kyle and me, and then she's going to try to get my licenses revoked. I have to have a job. I can't get fired or lose my licenses."

Alice made a face. "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Well, it shouldn't be a problem then, because you already broke up with him."

"Well, I did break up with him, but now I am having his baby, and she doesn't ever want me to see him or talk to him ever again. She wants to pay me off. She said she's going to give me fifty thousand dollars and then she wants me to disappear and never ever come into contact with him again." Brandy sighed deeply.

Alice's eyes opened wide again. "A payoff! But you have the baby..."

Brandy nodded. "But I have the baby, and that means that if I take her offer, I can't ever let him know about his own child. I would have to take her money and leave and be on my own for the rest of my life. This child would never have a chance to know its father, and Kyle would never have a chance to know his own child. I would be taking that away from both of them for the price of fifty grand.

“If I do tell him, then he has a chance to make his own decisions about the baby, but then she's going to tell my boss and get me fired and cost me my career. I have to be able to afford to live and finish school."

Alice whistled low and sat back in her chair staring at her friend. "Wow. That's a tough spot to be in. I don't envy you what you're going through right now. I'm so sorry that it's happening. What do you think you're going to do?"

Brandy shrugged. "I have no idea what I'm going to do, but I have two days to make up my mind before she demands an answer." 

Alice shook her head. "I have no idea how to help you on this one. I wish I could, but this time you're going to have to do what you feel is right, whatever that might be, and you'll have to stick with it. What a hard decision. I'm so sorry."

Brandy nodded. "It is a hard decision. I wish I knew the answer."

She and Alice spent the remainder of their time together talking about school and classes and Alice's new boyfriend, Harry. In the back of her mind, Brandy was constantly thinking about the decision that she had to make and what the best route would be for her to take; not only for herself, but for the baby and Kyle as well.

She went home after her visit with Alice and checked the mail. There in the stack of envelopes was a letter from the school.

She took a deep breath and opened it up. Inside was a letter from them that told her she had not risen above the grade point average she needed to reach for her academic suspension to be lifted. And if she did not reach that point within one month, her grants and scholarships would be revoked and she would have to pay back the money she had been given.

It was a devastating blow for her, and as her eyes filled with tears, she looked at the date on the calendar which the school had told her would be her cutoff date, and she knew that she wasn't going to be able to raise her grades by that point.

The reality of all the obstacles in her life crashed down on her and she dissolved into a pool of tears. She took herself to bed and sobbed hard into the night until she cried herself to sleep. There was nothing else she could do.

*

Kyle walked into the house after work, his mind torn as much as his heart was. It had been too long since he had heard from Brandy, and he ached for her. More than just the physical need for her that seemed to constantly plague him was the emotional need that he had for her, and that was more difficult for him than anything else. He longed for her body, but more than anything else, he sorely missed her company; her laugh, her wit, her sweet thoughtfulness. He missed her speaking his name and talking to him.

More than once he had picked up his phone to call her, and every time that he did, he knew that he had no right to do so. She had left him and he had to let her go. It was the hardest thing he had ever done. He tried as hard as he could to focus on his work, but that only took so many hours of the day. No matter how far he would try to stretch it, she would be on his mind and in his heart, and there was no way for him to rid himself of his need for her.

He walked into his bedroom and stopped short, staring. There in his bed was his wife, wearing a thin sheer gown, lingerie, and a smile. He didn't move. He couldn't. All he could do was stand there and stare at her.

"What are you doing in here?" he asked her incredulously.

She smiled at him coyly. "What? Well I thought I would come and pay my husband a visit in our marriage bed. It's been a long time since we made love, hasn't it?  I miss you. I want you, Kyle."

He lowered his eyebrows and frowned. "I'm not buying the yacht for you, Veronica." he told her as he turned away and began walking to his closet.