The White Billionaire's Baby (BWWM Interracial Romance) (11 page)

“
I’m proud of them. I feel like they’re my family now,” he said.

“
That makes sense because they’re pretty much like my sisters. I’m just happy that you’ve taken to them so well. Because they love you,” I playfully rolled my eyes.

“
Oooh, is someone a little jealous?” He lightly tickled me.

“
It’s not jealousy. It’s just that I don’t have anyone to complain to anymore. If I say anything bad about you, they put on their capes and come to your defense.”

He laughed, “I knew I was doing something right by wanting to give them raises and just what do you complain about?”

“Well you have this annoying habit of leaving the toilet seat up, you’re one of the messiest eaters that I know, you’re a know it all, and that’s just the bottom of my list,” I grinned.

He playfully grabbed his chest, “You’re hurting my heart.”

“No I’m not. You know that I love you.”

He smiled mischievously, “I’m not sure about that. Maybe you’ll have to have to show me just how much you love me.”

That was something that I was more than willing to do. I put aside my thoughts about the baby and made love to the man that I was going to marry in the morning.

#Chapter11

I’d completely ruined my wedding day.

That morning was supposed to be the happiest moment in my life. Yet I felt sick to my stomach, and I refused to answer the door for any of my friends. I knew that I had to tell Kyle the truth before we got married. If I waited until afterward I would never forgive myself. He deserved to know what he was getting into before he made such a huge decision.

“At least let the makeup artist and the hair stylist in,” Sandy yelled through the door.

I sat at the table in my room and cried when I looked into the mirror. I looked an absolute mess, and unless that makeup artist was a miracle worker, she wasn’t going to be able to hide my puffy eyes. How in the world was the team going to make me look good if I wouldn’t even let them in. I was struck with fear because there was a possibility that there wouldn’t be a wedding once he found out the news.

“Let me in Camille, or I’m going to Kyle’s suite and you’ll have to answer to him,” Cynthia warned loudly.

I ran to my door and cracked it, “You better not do that and keep it down. I just need a few more minutes.”

Sandy put her hand on the door and pushed it open forcefully, “We don’t have time for this foolishness.”

“
One moment please,” Cynthia said to the glam squad before she and Sandy stepped inside of my room and closed the door.

“
Don’t start with me,” I warned.

“
Somebody has too,” Cynthia scolded, “You have a man who plans on marrying you today, and you’re in here sulking like a child!”

I looked at Cynthia in disbelief because she was never harsh with me. She was always the one that coddled me and told me that things were going to be okay.

“I don’t want to hear it. I’m emotional, I’m pregnant, and I’m scared.”

“
There’s no reason for you to be scared and shame on you for not telling him that he has a child on the way. Don’t you think that he deserves to know? Now you’re here crying on the morning of your wedding because you haven’t handled your fucking business. Get it together,” she reiterated.

“
Well,” Sandy said, “I guess she said it all. I don’t really have anything to add.” She walked over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of champagne.

“
Really, you’re about to start drinking?” I snapped.

“
Oh no ma’am. Do not start snapping at me because you are upset. Go do what you need to do and then get your ass back in here so that we can get started on time,” Sandy said before she popped the bottle open and poured herself a glass.

“
Whatever,” I retorted.

“
Goodbye Camille and we don’t want to see your face until you’ll let that man know the truth,” Cynthia said as she walked over to get herself a glass of champagne.

I was more jealous about their ability to drink. I could have used a drink in that moment but for the very same reason I couldn’t have one. I opened my mouth to say something else.

Cynthia put her hand up, “We don’t want to hear your voice either. Just go and get it done.”

I knew in that moment that we could trust Cynthia to run our businesses. I didn’t know where her no non-sense attitude came from, but it was very effective. I shut my mouth and put on my slippers and headed out the door.

“Well damn you sure told her,” I heard Sandy say. I would have said a smart remark back, but I was afraid of what Cynthia would do. 

“
You all can go in and get started on the girls,” I mumbled to the glam squad that was patiently waiting outside the door.

I tried to find the words that I was going to use when I told him the truth, but all of the good ideas escaped me. All I could see in my head was him blowing a gasket and telling me that he wasn’t ready for children. I got to his suite door and knocked lightly. My hands were shaky, and I was sure that I was going to throw up again soon.

He opened it without asking who it was, “Oh no!” He exclaimed before shutting his eyes tightly, “I’m not supposed to see you until you’re coming down the aisle”

“
I need to see you now.” I pushed the door open and began to pace around his living area.

“
Camille? Is something wrong?” He asked. “Have you been crying? What’s going on?”

“
I have something that I need to tell but I’m afraid at how you’re going to react. I should have told you a while ago but I kept it to myself,” I admitted quickly.

He rushed to me and placed my face between his hands, “Hey, we’ve been through everything together. Just spit it out so that we can work through it. I can deal with pretty much anything except if you used to be a man.”

I gave a slight giggle, “I just don’t know how I’ll handle it if you don’t want to be with me anymore.”

“
Give me a chance to show you,” he pleaded.

I blinked back my tears, and I inwardly prayed for the best, “I’m pregnant.”

He gave a slight frown, and my stomach dropped. He then backed away from me, and I stood frozen in place. I wasn’t prepared for my nightmares to become a reality.

“
Why didn’t you tell me?” He chuckled and then his face completely lit up. He walked back over to me and put his hand on my stomach. “How far along are we?”

“
I’m guessing that I’m only a few months along,” I responded.

“
That would explain how sick you’ve been,” he said with clarity in his eyes. “How long have you been keeping this from me?”

“
I found out about a month ago,” revealed.

“
What am I going to do with you?” He sighed, “Why didn’t you tell me as soon as you found out?”

“
I was afraid. I was scared that you were going to leave me.”

“
Why would I do something as ridiculous as that?” He asked.

“
I talked to you sister and she told me about what happened in your past.”

“
I’m going to kill her when I see her, but I’ll wait until the reception. That was a long time ago, and I wasn’t ready for a child that young.”

“
But you were pretty clear regarding how you felt,” I said.

“
Right but that was before I knew that you were pregnant! I’m excited that we’re having a baby. Some adjustments will have to be made, but I’m more than willing to do that. The main reason that I wanted her to have an abortion is because she cheated on me. I wasn’t going to father her child after that abortion, and I wasn’t even sure if the baby was mine. I’m not saying that my decision was the right one to make, but it’s done and I’ve moved on,” he said.

I gave a sigh of relief and tears of joy streamed down my face, “I thought that you were going to leave me.” I leaned my head against his shoulder, and he embraced me.

“I don’t want to ruin our moment Camille, but you have to go get ready,” he said.

“
I know,” I responded and pulled away from him. Before I could get too far away he pulled me back and gave me a passionate kiss.

“
That’s the last kiss that you’re getting from me until we’re married. I’m not going to let you use me for those anymore.”

I rolled my eyes, “You’re so damned silly.”

“And you love it.”

“
And I love you.” 

I was flooded with love and relief as I walked back to my room. I also felt downright ridiculous because I’d doubted him. He’d been doing everything within his power to prove to me that he could be trusted. I had to stop doubting the man that was about to make me his wife in a few short hours. He was everything to me, and I didn’t want to ruin it with my own insecurities. I had to stop keeping my feelings and thoughts away from him because he was more than equipped to handle it.

I opened the door to my suite, and Sandy and Camille were getting their hair and makeup done. Little did I know what was waiting for me on the other side of that door.

#Chapter12

“
It’s great to know what’s happening in that big ass head of yours,”

Camille

There were two stylists that were sitting on the couch and waiting for me. Next to them was my mother.

My word.

My entire body tensed, and I closed the door behind me. ‘What the hell is she doing here?’ I thought to myself. I was happy to see her on my wedding day, but I hoped that she wasn’t going to start any drama. I didn’t invite her for that very reason.

I looked at both of my friends, but they strategically looked everywhere else but me.

“
Ummm hi,” I said as she rose to her feet to meet me in the middle of the room.

“Hey Cam, can we go and talk privately?” She asked.

I gave her a once over and I noticed that she looked pretty healthy. She was looking a lot better than the last time that I saw her. She’d gained about 10 pounds, her hair was beautiful, and her skin was returning to its beautiful shade. I was a little impressed, but I wasn’t going to tell her that just yet. I motioned for her to follow me, and we went back to my room.

She closed the door behind us, and I looked at her expectantly.

“
First let me just say that I’m here to support you. I’m not here to cause you anymore hurt or pain,” she said.

“That’s good to know. Have a seat.” I pointed her towards the chase lounge, and I sat across from her on the bed.

Her hands clasped one another as if they were holding on for dear life. She sat on the edge of her seat and stared at me intently. She was waiting on a reaction from me, but I really didn’t know what to say. I was at the point where I was finally coming to terms with the fact that I may never see my mother again. I thought that the next time that I saw her, she would be dead. The reality of it hurt like hell, but I couldn’t live for her. She was in control of her own life, and I didn’t want to sit around waiting on her to care about herself. She was dealing with a lot of demons, and I had to release her for my own sanity.

“So what do you want to talk about?” I asked impatiently. All I could think about was the fact that the make-up and hair stylist had a lot of work to do on me. “How did you even get out here?”

“
Kyle contacted me and had me flown out here,” she said.

She inhaled deeply, “Camille, I’m so sorry for everything that I did to you and for everything that I didn’t do for you. I made a lot of bad decisions in my life, and I always blamed you for them. The truth is that you were the only reason that I’ve survived this long.”

I was stunned because my mother has never given me an apology in my entire life. She’s always justified her mistakes and projected her shortcomings on to me. She would blame me every time a man left her. When our lights or heat got cut off she would say it was my fault, and she blamed me for us living in the shelter as well. I’d internalized all of that which is why I felt obligated to take care of her. I felt guilty for being born and ruining her dreams of a better life. It was Marcus who taught me that she should have been taking care of me. But he also taught me to be loyal.

“
I don’t really know what to say mom,” I admitted.

“
No need to say anything Camille. I’m so proud of you. You’re 100 times the woman that I ever was, and I really wish that things could have been different,” she said.