The Billionaire Bachelor's Surprise Baby: A Billionaire Romance (6 page)

Dropping
to the edge of my bed, I tried to catch my breath. The reality of what I had just allowed Kyler to do to me in the kitchen was front and center. Had I lost all of my sense? The last time I had been so reckless was when I was in college and I let some jock finger me against my dorm room door. After that, sex and relationships had become standard. Nothing special. There had been no excitement until today. 
What am I doing?
I was here to take care of Mason, but instead I was letting the player bachelor have his wicked way with me. Without putting up a fight or playing hard to get, I let him do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. A strong revelation came over me. I didn’t want to put up a fight. I could still do my job and have some fun. Most women would trade places with me, right? Kyler Barton? Hell, I’m going for it.

I hopped off the bed and ran down the steps. I wanted more right now. Making my way to his study, I heard his voice. Who was he on the phone with in the middle of the night?

“That’s the problem.”  He had a problem? This was none of my business. “Ever since I found out Mason was mine, my priorities have shifted.”

Did he regret the sacrifices he was making for his son?

“That’s what I’m talking about. These past few weeks have changed me and now I want different things. I want them with Jenna.”

With me?

“I see her in a maternal way.”

Oh no.
The bile rose in my throat. The city’s hottest commodity wanted to have kids with me? What the hell? This had to be some kind of joke.

“Not for me you asshole,” he continued with whoever he was talking to.  “She’s hands down the sexiest woman I’ve ever met. I’ve never been this attracted to anyone and I’m not just talking in a physical sense.”

That was how I felt about him. I melted every time I saw him interact with his son. He didn’t give himself enough credit when it came to his parental abilities. He was an amazing dad.

“There’s more to this. I want a life with her. One I never wanted with all the others. I see more than just Mason with her. I envision a whole house full of kids. It’s making me nervous.”

My heart sunk. He can’t want that with me. I can’t give him that.

“What if I’m not that man?”

No, I’m not that woman.

I ran from the hall and back up the stairs not wanting to hear any more of that conversation. Slipping into my bed, I pulled the covers over myself, trying to control the trembling. The first time I decide it was okay to play around with a guy and he wants to have kids with me. How the hell did that happen?

***

On Saturday, Kyler was in his study most of the day securing the deal for the New York gyms. It sounded like they were finally making progress. I managed to avoid him all morning. I couldn’t face him, but after Mason went down for his afternoon nap I had to get this over with. There was no sense in staying now that I knew what he wanted with me. I had delayed Mason’s nap because I wanted to hold him a little longer.  I didn’t want to leave him but I couldn’t allow myself to fall in love with a man who wanted a future I couldn’t give him. It wasn’t fair to any of us. I hadn’t been here that long. We would all recover from this quickly.

“You have a second?” I pushed open his ajar study door wishing I had another alternative.

“Sure.” He looked up from his computer screen. “You’ve been so quiet today.”

“Mason and I hung out upstairs most of the morning folding laundry and changing sheets.”

“You’re a super woman.” He got up and walked around, leaning against his desk. “I don’t know how you do it.”

“I like doing it.” That was why what I was about to do was going to be so hard. “I really like being here.”

“We really like having you here.” He reached for my hand, but I moved back.

“I, umm...” How should I say this?

“Sorry.” The shock on his face was evident. “I didn’t mean to...”

“It’s not you.”

“What?”

“I can’t stay here.”

“You just said you like being here.”

“I thought I could do this, but I can’t. Please, I’m really sorry, but you need to find a replacement for me.” I pushed back the lump forming in my throat, but I wasn’t sure how long I could hold off the vomit churning in my stomach. “I can give you a week to find someone.”

“I don’t want someone else.” He took my hand, but this time he tugged me to him not allowing me to get away. “I want you.”

“I can’t,” I whispered, looking away from his stunning blue eyes.

“Is this because of the way I acted last night?” He tightened his hold on me. “I was out of line. If you’re uncomfortable with a physical relationship I’ll stop it. I won’t do anything offensive.”

I like when you’re offensive.

“That’s not the issue.”

“Then what is?” He sat on the edge of his desk, guiding me between his solid thighs. It was so easy to be close to him. “Do you want more money? That’s not a problem. You do so much I should be paying you more. We can renegotiate. Whatever you want I’ll give you.”

“It’s not the money. I would do this for free.”

“Then what’s the fucking problem?” The frustration in his voice startled me.

Before I could stop it the tears welled in the corners of my eyes and streamed down my face. I moved away from him and turned so he couldn’t see me.

“Oh, Jesus.” He rubbed my shoulders. “I didn’t mean to make you cry. There’s been so much stress with this New York deal this morning, but that’s no excuse. Please, don’t cry. I won’t be an asshole.”

“You have to let me go.”

“You don’t know me that well.” He spun me to face him. “I don’t let a good thing go. I’m very persistent and determined so unless you can give me a real solid reason why you don’t want to be here anymore, and that would be like you need a new kidney or something, than I’m not letting you leave.”

“When I agreed to this I was just supposed to be your nanny.”

“So I did offend you. I can’t believe I’m about to say this but I’ll put my son before a relationship with you. I’ve never walked away from a pretty face.” He smirked at me. “Mason changed everything for me. He needs you and in turn, I need you, so if you’re not interested in a relationship with me I’ll back off. It’s more important I have you in my life for him.”

I could have left it right there. He was being so noble. He agreed to back of physically but that wasn’t what I wanted. I’d still be in his house and we’d still continue to grow close to one another. If he was already developing feelings for me how would he turn them off? How would I stop falling for him?

“I have to be honest with you.” I wiped my eyes. “I heard you on the phone last night.”

“And?” He pondered for a few seconds. “Oh? Look, Caden and I talk sex all the time. I know it’s rude, but it’s just what we do. I won’t share anything else with him. I mean, if there is anything else to share. I can respect the privacy thing.”

“I didn’t hear the sex talk.”

“Oh, well, I didn’t tell him that much.” He shrugged. “I was really confused after you went back to bed and I needed a sounding board.”

“I think it’s great you have Caden to talk to.”

That was one of the downfalls of being an only child. I had friends but after college we all went in different directions. Some were married, others were engaged and two were even pregnant. Life had gotten lonely this past year. Maybe I had distanced myself from my friends because I had been feeling sorry for myself. Their lives were moving forward and I seemed to be stuck.

“I heard what you said about me being different from the other women in your life.”

“That’s a good thing.” He pulled on my ponytail. “Trust me.”

“You told him you saw a future with me. With kids...”

“I was just kicking ideas around. I’m not looking to rush you. We’ve only known one another a few weeks. I’m not usually a planner. When it comes to women I don’t see long term. These past weeks have been a whirlwind for me. I never planned to have a kid much less a roommate. We’re spending so much time together and I like it. I’m sorry if I scared you away with what I said. Don’t panic.” His deep throaty laugh made me smile. “I’m not looking to have any more babies just yet.”

Oh. There was that yet.

“It’s just that when I do plan on it, I could see it with you.” He shook his head. “I sound like a real creeper, don’t I?”

“That’s my problem. The future...”

“You can’t see it with me?” He shook his head. “You know what, it doesn’t matter. We’ve known each other all of five minutes and as you can see there’s a reason I don’t do relationships. I’m not very good at it. I’m better at fucking and leaving.”

Now I’ve offended him and his big, sexy ego.

“I can’t have kids.” There, I said it. Now he knew. We could just go back to being employer and employee.
Why are you looking at me like I said I killed your puppy?
“It’s no big deal. I just wanted you to know. If you insist that I stay on as Mason’s nanny I needed you to know. You have to stop planning some grand future with us and three kids. You know?”

“It is a big deal and I’ll do no such thing.”

“What?”

“If I want to have kids with you I will.”

“Didn’t you hear what I said?”

“Every word.”

How
was it fair that someone like Aimee could have a baby and Jenna couldn’t? Not that Aimee didn’t deserve to have kids but she had a shitty way of proving she could be a mom.

“It’s no big deal. I just wanted you to know. If you insist that I stay on as Mason’s nanny I needed you to know. You have to stop planning some grand future with us and three kids. You know?”

It’s more like four or five kids in my latest fantasy.

What did she mean it wasn’t a big deal? And she wanted to leave me and Mason because she thought I’d care that she couldn’t have kids? I realize I had a reputation when it came to women, but maybe I needed to start cleaning up my image. How shallow did she think I was?

“It is a big deal and I’ll do no such thing.” When I was determined I went for it. I didn’t become a billionaire at my age because I listened to the word no. The trick was to keep trying. No matter how many doors got slammed in my face or how many times investors twice my age laughed that I was too young to achieve my ambitions I kept going until I found people who said yes.

“What?”

“If I want to have kids with you I will.” What was it about this woman that made me keep professing I wanted to start my own soccer team? I didn’t know her situation but I knew there was a shit ton of technology out there. Hell, she wanted to be a doctor. She had to know it too.

“Didn’t you hear what I said?”

“Every word.”

“And?” She placed her hand on her hip and exhaled an exasperated breath. She was fucking cute when she was flustered.

“You don’t seem like the type to run when you’re in a situation you can’t control.”

“I didn’t used to be.” She shook her head. “I was different before.”

Before what? I’d know soon enough. One thing I was certain of, I was not letting her run away. Not today.

“You were willing to walk out on me because of something I said to my brother in the middle of the night after I just fingered you in the kitchen?”

“When you put it like that.” She looked down, her cheeks blushing. “I just don’t want you getting attached to me and getting these ideas in your head that will never be. I thought it was best to walk away before anyone got hurt.”

“I’m a grown man. I can handle it.”

“Maybe I can’t.” She pursed her lips together. “Maybe I’ve had enough these past few months and taking this job was a way for me to join society again. Create some normalcy and help a child who needed me.”

“You’re doing that.”
God, you’re helping me too. More than you could ever know.

“But now it’s at my expense.”

“I don’t understand.”

“I like you, but I’m damaged goods and now you know.”

“Damaged goods?” Now she was pissing me off. Did she think I was looking for a breeding service? “I won’t lie, after finding out I fathered Mason and then finding you, my view of what my future looks like has changed. Do we know if we’ll end up together? No.” I hoped we had one hell of a ride while we tried to figure it out. “I can honestly say that the fact that you can’t have kids changes nothing for me. I like you. End of story.”

“What you said to Caden?”

“I meant it. I could see a future with you.” I wasn’t ashamed to admit that.

“I see one with you too and that scares me.”

“Come here.” I took her hand and led her to the chaise lounge by the window. “Why don’t you tell me what’s been going on with you? Why you’re in between jobs and why you didn’t go to medical school.” Sitting down, I leaned back and pulled her into my lap. “It’s time I get to know about you now.” It was only fair. She knew a hell of a lot more about me than I did her thanks to the rag sheets and the internet. “Did you recently find out you couldn’t have kids?”

She nodded.

“That’s tough. I’m sorry.”

“The summer before college my appendix burst and there were some complications. I had some scarring. It wasn’t an issue because I was eighteen and having babies was the furthest thing from my mind. My father had some concerns but he’s a doctor and always has concerns.”

“How did you find out you can’t get pregnant?”

“I developed endometriosis. A double whammy. I went for a routine checkup and complained about some unusual abdominal pain and bleeding. Given my history they sent me for tests and saw all the scarring. It had gotten worse since the surgery.”

“So you weren’t tested for infertility.”

“There wasn’t a reason to be. I’m not trying to get pregnant.” She rested her head on my shoulder. “The tests were pretty clear. It would be a very long road of disappointments for me. My fallopian tubes, my ovaries, it doesn’t look good.”

“You shouldn’t give up hope.” There were so many advances in the medical field. “I don’t know much about your situation, but there’s always hope.”

“My dad says that too.”

“He’s a smart man.”

“He’s disappointed in me.” She tensed. “He would never say that but I know he is.”

“Medical school?”

“I know I told you I didn’t go, but that wasn’t true. I dropped out. I was going to Stanford for pediatric medicine. I was doing really well and my dad was so proud. He thought he would have a partner one day.”

“Why did you drop out?”

“Once I got diagnosed I sort of lost it. I thought how could I have a career that dealt with kids all day long if there was a good possibility I was never going to have my own?”

“I could see how that freaked you out but couldn’t you have just switched to a different type of medicine?” It seemed extreme to can the whole career especially if she was at Stanford in the medical program.

“That didn’t occur to me when I was having my breakdown. It was easier to drop out then take another direction.”

“You ended up caring for a child anyway.”

“The irony doesn’t escape me.” She let out a soft laugh. “I never thought I’d be a nanny. I figured I would stay here for a week or so and Mason’s mom would come back.”

Fuck, I hope not.

“You decided to do this even though it was painful.” I may have fallen a little harder for this amazing woman. “You could have walked away. I persuaded you to do this but if I had known...”

“You guys needed me.” She reached up and pressed her palm to my cheek. So gentle and caring. “I needed you to need me. It gave me a purpose. I wasn’t just helping you.” She twisted so she could face me. “You helped me.”

“I’m not a warm and fuzzy type of guy. Most people who know me are never going to believe I’m a dad these days. It was never in my grand plan to do this so soon.”

“Sometimes we don’t get to choose.”

“That’s what I’m talking about. I was never big on destiny. I worked hard for everything I have. I built my company from nothing and when interviewers would say that I was a modern day fairytale I would put them in their place. I made my destiny by fighting and working hard. I laughed when people talked about fate. There’s no fate. We control what happens.”

“I’m a dreamer.” She sighed. “I always think there is a reason for everything.”

“Since you and Mason came into my life I’ve been feeling that way too. There’s a reason Aimee left him with me. I’m certain of it. There was also a reason you decided to come knocking on my door just when my nanny didn’t show up. It was destiny. I’ll never doubt that concept again.”

“Can I pull my resignation?”

“Oh, I was never going to let you resign and I’m giving you a raise.”

“You don’t have to do that.” She kissed my cheek. “I have all the reward I need when I look into the eyes of your little boy.”

“Thank you for taking such good care of him.” I would never be able to repay her for all that she had done for us. Wait... that wasn’t true. Money could fix a hell of a lot of things and so many connections. I worked with medical professionals when I created my meal plans for my programs. “What you shared with me today, I don’t know much about your condition but I can research it. I want to help you.”

“What do you mean?”

“There’s no way in hell a woman like you won’t have children. It’s in your destiny. I know it.”

“There are options I can explore when the time is right. Adoption, a surrogate. I couldn’t even consider that a few months ago, but I’m coming to terms with things. Each day it gets a little easier especially now that I’ve met you and Mason.”

“I swear to you, whatever happens between us, even if it isn’t what we think it is right now I’ll find a way to give you a baby.”

“You can’t make that promise.”

“I just did.” I stroked her cheek because I would promise her the world and I’d deliver on it too. “I have a lot of money. It’s at your disposal when you’re ready.”

“Why would you do that for me?”

“Look what you’ve done for me. You’ve stepped in and helped me with Mason. I was so lost before you strolled into my foyer. I didn’t know what the hell I was doing.”

“You accepted him from the moment his mother left him with you. You did what you were supposed to do. Not many men would do that.”

“I needed you and you were there. I’ll return the favor for you. Someday when you’re ready I promise I’ll find a way for you to be a mom. You’re meant to do that. I can see that as clear as anything.”

“You’re sweet.” She kissed my cheek, but I could sense she didn’t really believe I’d help her. She’d have to learn to trust me. “I’m sorry I freaked. I just panicked when I heard you saying those things on the phone.”

“I’m sorry for jumping the gun.”

“Don’t apologize. I shouldn’t have listened to your conversation.”

“Why did you come back downstairs last night?”

“Oh, well...” Her cheeks flushed the way they did when I turned her on. That had been happening a lot lately. Maybe it was time to see where we could really take this.

“You wanted to finish what we started in the kitchen.”

She nodded, looking anywhere but into my eyes.

“You vixen.” I took her chin between my fingers and forced her to look at me. “How long is his afternoon nap?”

“Two hours.” She licked her top lip, slowly, deliberately and my cock responded appropriately. “Sometimes two and a half.”

“Do you know how many times we can do it in two hours?”

“I’d like it better if you showed me.”

“That can be arranged.” I scooted her off my lap and stood, extending my hand for her. “Let’s take this upstairs to my bedroom. I’ll show you exactly what I can do in two hours.”