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  “Okay. I appreciate it.”

  He got up from his seat and walked to the door. Before walking out, he stopped, turned his head and looked at me.

  “It was strange not having you around last night or this morning.” He tapped on the doorframe and walked out.

  A small smile crossed my lips as I looked down.

  “Hey, Jenna.” Lindsey smiled as she stepped into my office. “A bunch of us are meeting tonight at Rudy’s for appetizers and drinks, and we want you to join us.”

  “Sounds like fun. Count me in.”

  “Great. We’re meeting around six-thirty.”

  “I’ll be there.” I gave her a smile.

  I wouldn’t be able to drink, but appetizers I could definitely do. Plus, tonight would be as good a time as any to tell them about the baby and get the rumor mill around the office started.

  When I walked into Rudy’s, I saw my coworkers seated at a table.

  “Jenna, over here!” Lindsey shouted as she waved her hand.

  “Sorry I’m a little late. Traffic is horrible tonight.”

  “I’m heading up to the bar,” Jake said. “What are you drinking?”

  “Just water for me.” I gave him a smile.

  “Water?” Lindsey cocked her head. “Are you a recovering alcoholic?” She laughed.

  “Recovering never. I love a good scotch more than I should sometimes. But I need to stick with water because I’m pregnant.”

  “You’re pregnant!” Amara shouted.

  “Oh My God!” Lindsey exclaimed. “Did you just find out? You never mentioned you had a boyfriend.”

  “I’m almost twelve weeks. I didn’t want to say anything just in case—”

  “Totally understandable.” Amara grinned.

  “Who’s the baby’s father?” Lindsey asked.

  “This guy. Things didn’t work out with us and I’m moving on.”

  “Aw. That’s so sad,” Amara said as she reached over and placed her hand on mine.

  “Not really.” I smiled.

  “Here’s your water, Jenna.”

  “Thanks, Jake. “Who needs a man in their life anyway?” I held up my drink. “No offense to you Jake. Or to you Cameron.”

  “None taken,” they both spoke at the same time.

  “Oh my, look who just walked in with the new flavor of the week,” Lindsey said as she stared straight ahead.

  Turning my head, I saw Lucas with some woman. Five foot five, long brown wavy hair and as skinny as an anorexic teenager. I quickly turned around as I sipped my water. What I wouldn’t give to have a scotch in my hand at this moment.

  “So, Jenna, does Mr. Thorne know you’re pregnant?” Cameron asked.

  “Yeah. He knows. I told him when he asked me to come work for him.”

  “By the way, how did you know about the project?” Jake asked. “That was top-secret.”

  “A mutual friend mentioned to him that I might be able to help out. So, he contacted me, and the rest is history.” I smiled.

  “What’s it like being a total genius?” Amara asked.

  “It can suck sometimes.”

  I turned my attention to the table where Lucas and the woman he was with were sitting, and he spotted me. Giving him a big smile, I waved at him. He slowly lifted his hand and gave me a small wave back. As I was talking with my coworkers, I noticed the woman walk by and head towards the restrooms. I shouldn’t. Yes, I should. Don’t do it, Jenna. Do it, Jenna. You know you want to.

  “I’ll be right back. I need to use the ladies’ room,” I told the group as I stood up.

  Walking into the bathroom, I stood at the sink and waited for her to come out of the stall. When she did and walked over to the sink, I gave her a friendly smile.

  “I love your dress,” I spoke to her as I pretended to check my makeup in the mirror.

  “Thanks. I love your hair. It looks so healthy.”

  “Oh my gosh. Thank you so much. I honestly think it’s the prenatal vitamins I’m taking.”

  “You’re pregnant?” she asked.

  “I am. Almost twelve weeks.”

  “Wow. Congratulations. You and your husband must be thrilled.”

  “Oh. I’m not married.”

  “I’m sorry. I just assumed.”

  “It’s fine. I got knocked up from a one-night stand and the father doesn’t want anything to do with the baby.”

  “That’s awful. I’m so sorry. Some guys are such assholes.”

  “It’s okay. I’m totally fine with it. Besides, he’s a billionaire and a kid doesn’t fit into his lifestyle. Plus, he doesn’t want anyone to know he’s the father.”

  “Oh my God. What a jerk. Who is it? I promise your secret is safe with me. I know a few billionaires myself.”

  “I don’t know.” I slowly shook my head. “I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone. But you seem like a sweet girl who can keep a secret. He’s actually my boss.”

  “What?!”

  “Right?” I arched my brow at her.

  “Where do you work?”

  “Thorne Technology.”

  “Seriously? Lucas Thorne is the father of your baby?”

  “Yeah. He’s my baby daddy. Do you know him?” I cocked my head.

  “I guess I don’t.”

  I could see the anger in her eyes.

  “Please don’t tell anyone. He’ll kill me if he ever found out.”

  “Don’t worry.” She placed her hand on my arm. “I won’t tell a soul.”

  I walked out of the bathroom with a smirk on my face as I sat back down at the table.

  “Oh look!” Lindsey said as she gestured to Lucas’s table. “Looks like Mr. Thorne won’t be having a good night after all.”

  I glanced over and saw the woman grab her purse walk out of the restaurant in a huff. Oops. A moment later, I felt a hand grip my arm.

  “Jenna, can I speak with you for a moment in private?”

  “As much as I would love to get up and have a chat, I can’t. My foot is throbbing since I got back from the ladies’ room. Can it wait?”

  I could tell he was angry, but he needed to keep his cool in front of his employees.

  “Of course it can wait. Maybe you should go home if you’re in that much pain.”

  “Maybe I should.” I gave him a smile.

  “Anyway, enjoy your evening everyone, and I’ll see you at the office tomorrow.” He shot me a look before heading out of Rudy’s.”

  Chapter 15

  Lucas

  I was pissed. I knew she said something to Melanie, and she had no right. No right at all. When I entered my apartment building, I took the elevator up to her apartment. Inserting the key, I stepped inside, took a seat on her bed and waited for her to come home. It wasn’t too long before I heard the key slide into the lock and the door open. I could hear the wheels of the scooter approaching the bedroom, and when she flipped the light switch, she let out a shriek when she saw me sitting up on the bed with my back against the headboard.

  “Jesus Christ, Lucas!” she shouted as she placed her hand over her heart. “You fucking scared me, you asshole! You just can’t come in here whenever you feel like it.”

  “Sure I can. I’m your landlord.”

  “No you can’t. You may only enter without permission from the tenant in the case of an emergency!”

  “Well, this is an emergency. What the fuck did you say to Melanie?”

  “Who’s Melanie?”

  “You know damn well who she is. She’s the woman I was with. Don’t play games with me, Jenna. I saw you get up and go to the bathroom shortly after she did.”

  “I’m pregnant, Lucas. I pee non-stop. Besides, she wasn’t right for you. She’s a gold-digger. I could tell,” she spoke as she took off her shirt and threw it on the bed.

  “Really? And how do you know that?”

  “First of all, half the women in New York are gold diggers. This is where the wealth is.” She arched her brow at me. “The way you keep walking
around in those expensive designer suits, the more gold diggers you’re going to attract.” She sat down on the bed and pulled off her skirt.

  “I don’t care. I’m not interested in anything but having a good time. You of all people know that.”

  “I suspect you brought her to Rudy’s as a test because you knew she was a gold-digger, and I bet she moaned about it when you told her where you were taking her.”

  I looked away for a moment and sighed.

  “I knew it.” She leaned over and pressed her finger into my chest. “Honestly, she would have bored you, especially in bed.”

  She got up from the bed and I watched her scoot across the room to her dresser in nothing but her lacy panties and bra.

  “Jenna, I’m warning you.”

  “Oh please.” She pulled her nightshirt from her drawer.

  I got up from the bed and stood behind her as I gripped her hips.

  “I’m warning you. Stay the hell out of my personal life. Whom I chose to see is none of your concern,” I whispered in her ear, and I could feel my cock rise.

  “And whom I choose to see is none of yours,” she said as I could feel her body tremble.

  I slid my tongue across her neck as she tilted her head to the side and let out a light moan. My fingers unclasped her bra, and I took it off and tossed it on the floor. Grabbing each of her breasts, I gasped at the fullness of them. Her moans heightened as I took her hardened peaks between my fingers.

  “I think you need to make it up to me for ruining my night.”

  “I guess I do. I’ve been a very bad girl.”

  I didn’t think my cock could get any harder. After taking down her panties, I ran my fingers across her sensitive area. She was soaking wet and ready for me. After taking down my pants, I thrust into her from behind as her knee rested on the scooter. We both gasped at the pleasure as she gripped the edge of the dresser. Pounding in and out of her, she orgasmed quickly causing my cock to spasm with delight and I exploded inside her.

  “Ah,” I moaned as I pushed deep inside and pressed my lips against her bare shoulder.

  When I was finished, I pulled out of her and pulled up my pants.

  “I’ll see you in the morning,” I said as I walked out of her room and out of her apartment.

  As soon as I stepped out of the elevator and into my penthouse, I poured myself a scotch and took it out on the terrace as I leaned on the railing and stared out into the brightly lit city. I wasn’t sure if our friendship was working out. She had no right to do what she did, and it really pissed me off. After finishing my drink, I went back down to her apartment and knocked on the door.

  “Hey,” she said as she opened the door. “Is everything okay?”

  “No. Things are not okay, Jenna,” I sternly spoke as I stepped inside her apartment. “I think from now on we need to keep our relationship strictly professional. You’re my employee and that’s all you need to be.”

  “You’re still pissed about Melanie, I take it.”

  “Damn right I am. You had no right.”

  “You’re right, Lucas, and I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”

  “Damn right it won’t. My personal business is none of yours. Do you understand me?”

  “Yes. I understand.”

  “Good,” I said as I walked out of her apartment.

  Jenna

  I climbed into bed, and as I laid there, I thought about everything Lucas had said. What did I expect? A lifelong friendship with my baby daddy? A man who didn’t even want to know his child, let alone be a father. Everyone had turned their backs on me, and he wasn’t any different. If he was serious and wanted to keep our relationship strictly professional, then fine. Strictly professional is what it would be. I never should have agreed to work for him, but I felt as if I had no choice. I was desperate, and I had the baby to think about. All I needed was to get through this pregnancy. Plus, I couldn’t stay in this apartment forever. It wouldn’t be right running into Lucas all the time with the baby. This job was only temporary and after the baby was born, I would leave New York and move somewhere warm all year around, and I would buy a house on the beach for me and my child. Lucas wanting to keep our relationship strictly professional now sealed the deal for me. I felt a pain in my heart when I thought about him and our conversation earlier. Maybe I was wrong to do what I did, but there was a tiny part of me that was jealous.

  Chapter 16

  Two Weeks Later

  Jenna

  As I stood in the shower, I rubbed the bump that formed in my belly practically overnight. When I finished showering, I went to my closet and took out one of the skirts I wore to work. As I pulled it up to my waist and tried to button it, it wouldn’t even come close. Shit. I struggled, and when I finally managed to get it buttoned, the button popped off and landed on the floor. I let out a long sigh as I tried to figure out what I was going to do. In the back of my closet was a grey jersey blend swing dress that I had bought over a year ago and only wore a couple of times. It would have to do for today. After work, and after my appointment to get my cast off, I’d have to go shopping for some new clothes.

  I’d barely talked to Lucas the past couple of weeks. Whenever we did speak, it was nothing more than work related. He seemed a little cold towards me, and I didn’t appreciate it. But if acting that way made him happy, then so be it. Jerk.

  When I walked into the break room to grab a cup of coffee, I saw him standing at the counter pouring himself a cup. Walking over to the cabinet, I opened it and grabbed my mug.

  “Good morning.” He glanced over at me as he held the pot in his hand.

  “Morning.”

  He poured some coffee in my cup and then looked me up and down.

  “Is something wrong?”

  “No. I’ve just never seen you wear that dress before.”

  “I know it’s too casual for the office, but I had no choice. Nothing else fits me anymore.” I placed my hand on my belly and showed him the bump.

  “Ah. Looks like you need to go shopping.”

  “I do and I am,” I said as I took my cup and walked out of the break room.

  When I sat down at my desk, I looked up and saw Lucas leaning against the door frame holding his cup of coffee.

  “Can I help you?” I arched my brow at him.

  “I need you to be here all day tomorrow.”

  “Okay. Any particular reason?”

  “My father is flying in tonight, and he’ll be here all day tomorrow.”

  “Have you told him about the baby?”

  “No. Of course not. He’s never to know.”

  “Alright. My lips are sealed.”

  “Thank you.” He gave me a slight nod as he turned and walked down the hallway.

  I rolled my eyes the moment he walked away. His father was flying in. Interesting. I wondered why. I finished up what needed to be done before noon, grabbed my purse and headed to get my cast off. The cab dropped me off about a block away due to an accident that had traffic backed up beyond belief. I didn’t care because I was getting this damn thing off anyway. As I was hobbling down the street, my eyes widened as I saw Bri coming towards me.

  “Jenna?” She stopped when she saw me.

  “Hey, Bri,” I spoke in an uncomfortable tone.

  “My God. How are you?” She reached over and hugged me.

  Breaking our embrace, she gripped my shoulders as she looked down at my belly.

  “First things first, what happened to your foot?”

  “I broke it. It’s a long story.”

  “Are you pregnant? She placed her hand on my belly.

  “I am.” I smiled uncomfortably.

  “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me. Why the hell wouldn’t you tell me? Who’s the father?”

  Was she serious?

  “I tried, but you were too busy letting your controlling boyfriend control you and our friendship,” I spat.

  “I’m sorry, Jenna. It’s just—”

  “It’
s just nothing, Bri.” I started to walk away.

  “I miss you!” She shouted.

  “I miss you too. You can call me sometime when your douchebag boyfriend allows it.” I walked away and headed to the building where the doctor was located.

  I walked out of the building feeling as free as a bird. Well, somewhat free. When I was out walking around the city or at work, I needed to wear a removable splint for a couple of weeks, which was fine. At least it was removable, and I didn’t need it 24/7. After my appointment, I went shopping and bought some new clothes. As I was climbing out of the cab, and trying to gather the many bags I had, I heard a low voice behind me.

  “Here, let me help you with those bags.”

  Turning around, my face was mere inches from a handsome older gentleman. He had salt and pepper hair that was slicked back, striking blue eyes, a light mustache and a salt and pepper beard that lightly graced his masculine jaw line. He stood about six foot three and wore a classy black designer suit. There was a familiarity about him. No. It couldn’t be.

  “Thank you, but I got it.” I gave him a small smile.

  “Nonsense. It’s obvious we’re going into the same building, so let me help you.”

  I sighed as I gave him a few of my bags and we walked into the building together.

  “You’ve done quite a bit of shopping,” he spoke. “I hope your husband doesn’t mind.” A smirk crossed his lips.

  “I’m not married, and I would never marry a man who would have a problem with it,” I said as we waited for the elevator to come down.

  “Good.” He smiled. “What happened to your foot?”

  “I broke it about six weeks ago. I just got my cast off today and need to wear this while I’m out and about.”

  “I see. So you did a bit of shopping to celebrate?”

  The doors opened and we stepped inside.

  “No. I did some shopping because I’m pregnant and all my clothes aren’t fitting anymore.”

  “Which floor?” he asked.

  “Fifty.”