Carrying The Billionaire's Baby. Susan Meier
Not a girlfriend.”
“I would have much rather that she’d been a girlfriend!”
He stepped close. “Really?”
He smelled spicy and male and all her pregnancy hormones popped. She ignored them. “You can date anybody you want.”
“I’m about to be a father. I want to settle one life crisis at a time. I don’t want to date anybody.”
“Well, you might as well, because you and I are oil and water. Our lives clash. Even when we try to get along, we fight. We’ll never get a custody agreement hammered out. We’re going to end up in court.”
“Because you intend to be stubborn?”
“Because I had a plan!” Three plans, actually. And all three had failed. “You don’t believe this about me, but I love plans. I love order. Just because I don’t say it with a calm, rational voice, doesn’t mean I—”
He caught her by the upper arms and hauled her against him, and for twenty seconds they stared into each other’s eyes. Warmth coursed through her. Her breasts met his chest. Their baby bumped against his stomach.
A million emotions flashed through his blue eyes. She was pretty sure his intention had been to stop her tirade by kissing her. Then he’d felt the baby bump and frozen.
Except for those eyes. Every emotion from confusion to fear to happy surprise and anger raced through them.
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