The Billionaire Bachelor's Surprise Baby: A Billionaire Romance (4 page)

My
gaze locked on Jenna as she walked out of the room and down the hall. The past two days had seamlessly flowed as if she had always been here with me. I didn’t like people in my home. That was why I had never hired a full-time housekeeper. I liked to come and go as I pleased and bring in someone to share my bed whenever I wanted. Having Jenna in the house made me rethink who I’d become over the past few years. Mason played a big part in giving me a reality check, but I wanted her here. I couldn’t imagine doing this without her.

“You’re one lucky bastard.” Caden’s voice brought me back to the present. “I don’t know how you managed that.”

“What?”

“Jenna,” he said. “Is she in your bed yet?”

“She’s here for Mason,” I reminded him. Maybe I was trying to remind myself. “I’m not sleeping with her.”

“Yet.”

“Shut up.”

“Like you don’t want to.”

“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want her.” I dropped onto the leather sectional. “But that can’t be my priority. I hired her to help me with Mason. He comes first.”

“Let’s see how long your resolve holds out. With a body like hers. There is no way you’re not going to get your dick wet.”

“Seriously?” I rested my head on the back of the sofa. Jenna had taken on most of the responsibilities when it came to Mason, but I still had a ton of catching up to do with Team Ky. “Can we not talk about her like that?”

“Fine, let’s talk about Trixie like that.”

“Who the hell is Trixie?”

“Her.” Caden pointed to the flake paused on my sixty-five inch TV screen.

“That’s her name?” I reached to the coffee table and picked up my file. “Of course it is.”

“She wants a DVD contract. Her own exercise program and meal plan.”

“So does every other self-proclaimed fitness guru with a smoking body.” I shook my head because I had hundreds of people calling my office everyday claiming to be the next breakout fitness instructor. Once we expanded the numbers were only going to go higher. I’d have to hire two more people just to field and sift through the calls. “Trixie isn’t qualified to work at the front desk of my club. What makes you think she’s getting her own workout program?”

“She’s hot.”

“You’re sleeping with her?” Why didn’t that surprise me? “You’ve wasted my time tonight making me watch that crap.” I pointed to the TV. “When you knew she wasn’t worth my twenty minutes because you’re fucking her?”

“Ky, she gives the best head I’ve ever had. Deep throats, swallows, you name it, she does it.”

“Ah, really? Maybe she should make a different kind of video.”

“Don’t be a prude all of a sudden. How many days has it been for you?”

Eleven days... two hours, thirty-nine minutes and four, no five seconds. Lola...

“Too many, but I really haven’t had time to think about sex.” That wasn’t true. Jenna was sleeping a few feet from my room so all I thought about was fucking her.

“Now that you have the hot nanny bouncing around here, you should take advantage of that. I saw the way she looked at you.”

“What?” I didn’t have time for this.

“I watched through the patio doors when you were holding her hand. That’s why I thought you were already sleeping together. She looked at you with those ‘please fuck me from behind’ eyes.”

“You’re nuts.”

“Yeah, well, I know what I saw.” He laughed as he walked to the kitchen. “She practically closed her eyes and parted her lips when you kissed Mason goodnight. She wanted your tongue.” He opened the refrigerator. “I’m starving.”

“There’s left over chicken parm in there.”

“Did you order from Tony’s?”

“No, Jenna made dinner.”

“Ah huh.” Caden rummaged around the fridge.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Why is the nanny making you dinner?”

“I don’t know?”

“She wants your cock.”

“Shh, she’ll hear you.” Come to think of it, no woman had ever made me dinner before. Well, why would they? I was too busy taking them all over the city. I’d never asked anyone to stay in and play house with me.

“About Trixie.” Caden fixed a plate and popped it in the microwave. “What can I tell her?”

“She’s not getting a contract.”

“I figured.” He sighed as he brought in his plate and two beers. “Damn shame too. I was getting used to her.”

“In the interest of your blow jobs, tell her she can be featured in a future DVD set. She can be in the studio as one of the exercise models. Does that help?” Trixie wasn’t star quality but she had a fit body and an awesome set of abs. She was what America wanted to look like. I wasn’t stupid. I knew a pretty face when I saw one.

“Thanks, man.” He took a forkful of chicken and shoved it into his mouth. “This is good.”

“Yeah, it was.”

“Let me know if you need help with the hot nanny. I’ll have her in your bed before the week is over.”

“Don’t do me any favors.”

“If you change your mind let me know.” He pulled out his phone. “I need to text Trixie and then I’m heading over to her place to cash in on my reward.”

“Have fun.” I put a note in the file to have HR contact Trixie. “Just be on time tomorrow morning. I’m heading in early so I can come back home by the afternoon.”

“Yeah, I’d come back home too if I had her waiting for me.”

“You’re not going to let this go, are you?”

“I’m right about this,” he said. “You’ll see.”

“Whatever.” I cracked open the beer and took a long pull, contemplating my brother’s words. Could Jenna be interested in me? Was that something I really wanted to explore?

Yeah... I did.

***

As I pulled into my driveway I continued a frustrating conversation with my attorney. I wished my parents were home. They were both lawyers and would offer me much needed guidance when it came to custody of Mason. It wasn’t that Thomas, my current attorney, was bad, but I just needed to know I wasn’t making any mistakes.

“We still can’t find Mason’s mother,” Thomas’ voice echoed through my Mercedes. “It’s been almost two weeks.”

That was another of my problems. Aimee had successfully disappeared. I’d hired a P.I. to find her but so far he wasn’t having much luck. It didn’t help that I knew nothing about the woman who had given me a child. Not knowing her family or where she lived made my search difficult. She’d always come to my house.

“Just continue with the custody papers. Make sure it’s solid. If she does resurface, she’s not getting Mason back.”

“I don’t see how she could at this point. It’s an abandonment issue and you have many more resources and money than she does. Now that you’ve gotten a caregiver in place for him that helps. The courts will look at that as a positive.”

“Keep me updated.”

“Don’t worry, Ky,” he said. “If you want to keep your son, I’ll make sure that happens.”

“Okay.” Ending the call, I hoped the P.I. found Aimee and served her with the necessary papers. In a few weeks my mother would be home and she would handle the case herself. I was certain of it. She’d probably be pissed at me for five minutes, but once she saw Mason all would be forgiven.

Walking through the foyer, the house was quiet. Jenna was usually in the kitchen preparing some fabulous dinner at this time of the day, but I didn’t hear any clamoring around. I didn’t smell any savory aromas either. Making my way through the kitchen, I gazed out into the backyard to see if they were sitting by the pool. It was then that my breath caught in my throat.

Beautiful.

Jenna lay on the couch, softly breathing as Mason slept soundly on her chest. Moving closer to them I realized her eyes were shut too. They looked so peaceful. His little palm fisted the end of her hair as she held him securely to her. Taking a few steps forward, I couldn’t seem to stop myself as I knelt down by them. Mason let out a contented sigh when I ran my palm over his peach fuzz hair. Leaning forward to kiss him, I focused on Jenna’s full, pink lips. Not able to get Caden’s words out of my head all night, I wondered if she really wanted me to kiss her. Fuck, I wanted to kiss her. Licking my lips, I dipped my head closer to her face. My heart raced in anticipation. When had I ever been this excited to kiss any woman? It had been a long time. Maybe I’d become hardened to it. Having a new woman in my bed every few days gave me a sense of entitlement. Where was the fun in that?

Brushing my mouth across her lips, I lingered for a few seconds. When she opened her eyes, she didn’t seem startled. It was almost as if she was expecting me to be there.

“Hi.” Her sleepy eyes focused on me.

“Hey.” I bit the corner of my lip. “You feel asleep.”

“Oh.” She inched up into a seated position. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“No, I didn’t mean to. Mason was fussy most of the day and I finally got him to sleep. I guess I just zoned out.” She glanced at the clock on the mantle. “I’ll start dinner.”

“No.” Lifting Mason from her chest, I cradled him in my arms. “Why don’t you finish your nap upstairs? I’ll order in for us.”

“I feel awful.”

“Because you’re tired?” I tucked a stray hair behind her ear. “You’ve been with him almost around the clock since you’ve gotten here. You’re entitled to a nap. Anna, my mother’s housekeeper, is coming tomorrow. She’ll take care of the cleaning and you can focus on Mason.”

She leaned into my palm which was still resting on her face after I’d tamed the stray hair. “If you don’t mind, a shower sounds like a good idea.”

Wish I could join you.

I moved my thumb across her cheek, gently tracing it over her mouth. “Your skin is flawless.”

“Thank you.” Her breathing picked up when I continued to touch her lips. She’d been so out of it she had no idea I tried to kiss her. I guess that would have to be my little secret for now. “You really don’t have to worry about ordering dinner for me.”

“I’ve gotten used to eating with you.”

“Okay.” She stood and stretched out her back. “He’s doing a number on my muscles.”

“I can stretch you out later if you want.” A massage, oils, candles and a long night of fucking was what I’d had in mind. “I have this really good routine.”

“Yeah.” When she licked her lips my cock hardened. “Can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”
I’ll give you anything you want too.

“My dad has been gushing about Mason to my mom and now she’s jealous.” She laughed but it wasn’t her usual bubbly spark. “She’s called me three times today to see when she could meet him.”

“Mason?”

“And you too. They’d like us to come to dinner on Friday night, but if you’re busy we can reschedule.”

“You want me to come to dinner at your parents’ house?” That was different. I didn’t make it a habit of meeting the parents of the woman I was... well, I wasn’t exactly doing that with this particular woman. Not yet...

“Lame, right?”

“No, I’d love to meet your mother.” Did I just say that?

“You would?”

I’m surprised too.

“Okay, I’ll text her before I get in the shower. She’ll be thrilled.” Leaning down, she kissed my cheek. When she pulled back I saw the blush in hers. “You could probably put him in the crib and he’ll sleep a little longer if you have emails to answer. I won’t take long.”

“Take all the time you need.” I needed a few minutes to settle down. If Mason wasn’t between us, we’d be on the floor. “I’ll order dinner and have them deliver it in an hour. That will give me time to stretch out that back of yours.”

“Should I be scared?”

“I won’t hurt you. I’m here for your total pleasure.” I winked. “You’ll see.”

She shot me a shy smile before giggling and heading down the hallway.

My stare fixed on her firm ass until it was out of site. Looking down at Mason, I silently thanked him for bringing the hot nanny into our lives.

Mason
went down for his afternoon nap later than I had hoped so now I scrambled to get ready for dinner at my parents’ house. I didn’t know why I was so anxious. It had been years since I’d brought a guy home, but this was no ordinary guy. He wasn’t my guy. I worked for him. He paid me an obnoxious amount of money to do something I’d gladly do for free. Caring for Mason wasn’t a job, it was my everything. Waking up to that sweet face every morning gave me a new sense of purpose. One I had been searching for ever since I dropped out of medical school.

Standing in front of the mirror, I checked my hair, make-up and jewelry one last time. I hadn’t worn a dress and heels since moving in. They weren’t practical when caring for a baby. Sweats, tees and yoga pants had been my uniform. I was kind of getting used to being casual. But now that I spied myself in my new pink halter dress, I missed being sexy.

I heard rustling in the hall, so I tiptoed out not wanting to disturb Mason.

Holy Fuck!

I stopped trying to will myself to go forward, but I couldn’t. Kyler came from Mason’s room in nothing but a towel. His flesh still damp from his shower and a strong scent of spicy body wash swirled between us. I couldn’t make eye contact with him because all I could focus on were those abs and that freakin’ V on the insides of his hips that disappeared into the towel that slung low on his waist.

“I thought he was crying.” He stepped closer to me. “I wanted to check on him.”

“Uh, huh.” Swallowing hard, I tried to calm myself. “He’s still asleep?”

“Yeah.” He gripped my upper arms and tugged me to him. “Come here.”

“Oh.” His manhandling should have been disturbing, but it wasn’t. It made me tingle in all the right places. God, the places I could tingle for him.

“You look amazing.” He trailed his fingers across my throat and down my chest. “Not that you don’t always, but you in this dress reminds me of that first day we met. I thought you were the most desirable woman I’d ever seen.”

“I have a confession too.”

“What’s that?” He kissed my neck, working his way to my jaw. His stubble scratched my chin, leaving a scrumptious burn in his determined wake.

“I’ve been addicted to your infomercials for months. The reason I came here was because I wanted to see you in person. You’re my celebrity crush.”

“I’m hardly a celebrity.” He placed a soft kiss on my mouth, lightly swiping his tongue along the seam of my lips. “I’ve wanted to do that for days.”

“You should do a search of yourself on the web.” Closing my eyes, allowing him to lead me further down this forbidden path. “Then you’d see you were a celebrity.”

“I’d much rather do a search of you.” Pressing me against the wall, he slithered his hands down the sides of my body. “There isn’t one inch of you that I’ll leave unexplored.”

Hoisting me in his strong arms, he trapped me between his hard form and the cool wall. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his hips, my silky dress rising as he pushed his hand under the skirt to hold my waist.

“You’re all I think about,” he whispered.

“Kiss me.” I draped my hand around his neck.

Tightening his firm grip on me, he pressed his lips to mine, kissing me hard, controlling the encounter. I’d used all the air in my lungs, but I didn’t care. I wanted more. As I rocked my core into him, he shifted his weight, causing his towel to drop to the floor.

“Ah...” I breathed when his very prominent erection slipped between my legs. Even through my panties I could experience the smoothness of his length. He was hard, thick and long. As he ground into me, he continued to attack my lips with a force that drove me insane with lust.

“I need to get inside you.” He thrust into me, driving me deeper into the wall. “I bet that pussy of yours is tight and aching for me.”

“I... yes... please...”

A quiet cry escaped the nursery. Both of us stopped, incapable of going any further. Kyler took a deep breath and rested his forehead against mine. We laughed for a second before he lowered me to the floor. Bending down he scooped up his towel and wrapped it around his waist. Mason bellowed louder this time.

“I’ll get him ready to go.” Reaching out, I wiped my lipstick from his mouth with my thumb.

“I’ll be ready in a few.” His lips curved into a wicked smile. “This isn’t over.”

“I hope not.”

***

As we walked up the path to my parents’ house, Kyler carried Mason in his car seat carrier, placing his free hand on the small of my back. Since leaving his house, he’d managed to touch me in various ways. Taking my hand when we entered the garage, holding my arm as I got into his car, and my favorite, resting his hand in my lap while he drove. I enjoyed the contact because there had to be some distraction from my thoughts or all I’d think about was what we had done in the hallway.
Who am I kidding?
That was all I was thinking about.

“Just a warning.” I turned the handle on the front door. “My mom loves babies. She’ll probably hog Mason all night. I hope you’re comfortable with that.”

“It’s fine.” He held the door open for me. “If she’s anything like you, Mason will love her.”

“Mom, Dad,” I called. “We’re here.”

“Hey,” he whispered.

When I turned to look at him he gave me a soft, slow kiss. I pulled away when I heard my parents’ coming down the hall.

“I needed to get that out of my system.” He dropped his gaze to my lips. “It didn’t work.”

This man was killing me.

“Jenna.” My mom entered the foyer with my dad close behind. “Oh my goodness.” She was down on her knees and unbuckling Mason’s car seat before I even had time to introduce her to Kyler. I guess that would have to wait.

“Dr. Cranford.” Kyler shook my dad’s hand. “It’s nice to see you again.”

“I’m glad you and Mason could join us.” My dad took Mason’s hand in his. “How’s my bud doing?”

“He’s precious,” my mother said. “A perfect little boy.”

“Mom, this is Kyler Barton, Mason’s dad.” I placed my hand on my hip, waiting for her to come out of her baby induced trance. My parents’ loved kids, but after my mom’s turbulent pregnancy with me and a horrible labor she decided one was enough. That hadn’t stopped them from fostering children throughout the years though. They had tons of nieces and nephews between them that they enjoyed spoiling too. They hadn’t had an actual baby in the house in years. My father dealt with them all day, but my mother didn’t get her fix as often.

“Kyler.” My mom leaned in and kissed his cheek. “Please forgive me, it’s just that babies make me crazy. It’s so nice to meet you.”

“The pleasure is all mine.” Kyler treated her to that irresistible grin of his and I swear my mother blushed. “Mason loves Jenna so I’m sure you’ll be no different. He has good taste.” When Kyler winked at me, I was certain I blushed.

“Mason looks like he’s settling in well,” my dad said. “Jenna tells me he’s napping better and really taking to his new schedule.”

“Thanks to Jenna.” Kyler set the car seat in the corner and placed the diaper bag on top of it. “She’s really gotten him into a solid routine these past two weeks.”

“You’ve really helped him get used to his new home.” Kyler had been great with his son. No one would ever know he hadn’t been with him since the day he was born. “You should see the nursery he had put together in just a few days. It’s spectacular.”

“I just wanted him to be comfortable.” Kyler acted as if it was no big deal. He always did what he had to do when it came to Mason.

“Why don’t we go into the kitchen?” My mom headed toward the back of the house. “I have some appetizers out.”

“Your home is beautiful.” Kyler took my hand as we walked. “My mother loves this neighborhood.”

“I know your mother.” My mom patted Mason’s back as she walked. “Years ago we worked together on a charity function. And by the way, thank you for your generous donation. It was far more than I ever expected.”

“It was the least I could do.” He smiled at me. “I’m sure my mother will want to contribute as well.”

“She must adore this little guy.” My mom couldn’t stop staring at Mason. He was addictive. I’d fallen fast and hard for that little boy.

“I’m sure she will,” Kyler said. “She hasn’t met him yet.”

“Really?” My mother looked at me with confusion.

“They’re on a cruise,” I clarified. “They’ll be home next month.”

“My mother will be pleased with her first grandchild once she gets over the initial shock. She’ll say she’s far too young to be a grandma.” Kyler’s laugh echoed through the kitchen causing me to inch closer to him. I was drawn to him in ways that I didn’t fully understand.

“Any luck with locating Mason’s mom?” my dad asked as he glanced at my mom.

Seriously?

“Not yet.” Kyler stared into Mason’s eyes and I wondered if he worried that Aimee would change her mind and take him back. Something told me Kyler would never let that happen.

Not being able to locate Aimee had been stressful for Kyler. He didn’t want the woman back in his life, but he did want to make sure everything was legal and all the proper paperwork was handled. From the way he described his mother to me I had a feeling he would have nothing to worry about once she came back home.

“Don’t worry too much about it,” my dad said. “You have his medical records and family history. I know the way she left him with you was less than ideal, but at least she came to you. I’ve seen many cases through the years where a young mother will just drop a child off anyplace. It’s very sad.”

“I’m not sure how anyone could leave this little guy behind.” My mom sat at the table, cradling Mason in her arms. “Jenna, I’m busy. Please serve the drinks.”

“Sure.” I smiled at Kyler. “I told you she was going to monopolize him.”

“You get him all day,” she argued. “Let me give you a break.”

“That’s a good idea.” Kyler ran his hand down my back. “You’ve been with him non-stop. They’ve become so attached in such a short time.”

My mom shot my dad another awkward glance and I knew what they were thinking.
We told you not to take the job, Jenna. It would be too much for you, Jenna. What happens when the baby’s mom comes back, Jenna? Where will that leave you, Jenna?

“I can see why my daughter has become attached to... both of you.” My mom winked at Kyler. “I may have a few of your DVD’s in the other room. I’m hoping they’ll get me summer ready.”

“Mom.” Placing my face in my hands, I groaned.

“What?” She feigned innocence. “I’m sure Kyler has several tips for me.”

“I do.” He sat down at the kitchen table with her. “I’ll spill all my secrets, but you have to tell me a few about Jenna.”

Oh God!

“That I can do.” My mother smirked at me. “Anything you want to know.”

“Come on, kid,” my dad said. “Let’s get these appetizers on the table or we’ll never get around to dinner.”

***

My mother held Mason all through dinner, fed him his bottle and changed his diaper. She was in her glory. I couldn’t help the guilt that tinged every so often when I thought how I’d never be able to give her that kind of experience with her own grandchild.

As Kyler, Mason and my dad went into the family room, my mom and I cleaned the kitchen.

“He’s perfection,” my mom said as the guys walked down the hall.

“Yes.” I smiled. “Mason is amazing.”

“Oh, yes, that’s a given but I was talking about his daddy.”

“Mom.” I dried a large serving bowl and placed it in the cabinet. “Do you have a crush?”

“It appears I’m not the only one.”

“I’ll admit, I think he’s cute.” Images of him thrusting against me cluttered my mind, sending an erotic chill down my spine. He was more than cute.

“I was talking about him.”

“Huh?”

“He’s very taken with you.”

I think she had that backward. It was me who couldn’t seem to get enough of him. To the sexy bachelor I was just another notch on his bedpost.

“The way he looks at you and all that subtle touching is so sweet.”