The Billionaire's Unexpected Baby (Winning The Billionaire)(6)

By: Kira Archer

“Was the thought of kissing me that horrible?” he asked, smiling, though part of him really wondered if that had been the case.

Her gaze shot to his. “No, not at all!”

“Motion sickness?” They were on a boat after all.

She sighed again. “More like morning sickness.” She put the glass down, sat up straight, and looked him dead in the eye. “I’m pregnant.”

Chapter Three

Leah watched his expression go from blank to surprised with what she swore was a moment of panic.

Brooks stared at her for a moment before the usual goofball glimmer was back in his eyes. “Don’t we have to sleep together first? Or am I drunker than I thought?”

Her lips twitched, but she was not going to reward that remark with a laugh. And now that the cat was out of the bag it was probably time to move on and get ready for the christening anyway.

She stood and nodded to him where he still knelt at the side of the chair. “It was nice to meet you.”

“Wait,” he said, standing and catching her hand before she could make it too far away. “Sorry. Bad joke.”

She shook her head. “It’s okay. Just…a little awkward to nearly throw up on a guy you were seconds from kissing.”

Her cheeks heated up, but she tried to ignore it. She blushed at the drop of a hat. Always had. To say it was irritating would be an understatement.

He still held her hand. She glanced down at where he was entwining his fingers with hers and then back up to meet his gaze, her eyes wide in question.

“We were seconds from kissing, weren’t we?” he asked, drawing her closer. “I’m definitely going to need a rain check when you’re feeling better.”

“Oh, I’m fine now. Once I…you know, I actually feel pretty good for a while.”

“Well then,” he said, pulling her against him with a grin. “If you’re feeling better…”

He bent down and she pulled from his grasp, hand clapped over her mouth. She’d just puked over the side of the boat. She was not going to start making out with him now. “That’s not what I meant,” she said with a little laugh.



“That’s not an answer.”

“Sure it is. Just not one you like.”

He grinned. “This is true. So give me another one.”

She pressed her lips together to keep her smile in check and put her hand on his chest to push him away. “Now isn’t a good time.”

“Now is always a good time.” He paused, frowning slightly. “Would the father object? I mean, is he—”

“He’s not in the picture.” No matter what he decided he wanted his role to be with the baby, if she could ever get ahold of him, they weren’t in a relationship and she had no plans for them to ever be.

“Well, then…”

“We’ve got to get ready for the christening.” And she had to brush her teeth before she got anywhere near him again.

Brooks checked his watch, then frowned and sighed. “I guess we do. Well then, I’ll meet you in front of your cabin in half an hour so I can escort you to the boats that will take us ashore.”

“That’s not necessary.”

“It would be my pleasure.” He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it like some medieval knight.

Okay, he was kind of over the top but still…swoon.

“Besides,” he said. “We’re the godparents. We’ll have to stand together at the church. Might as well arrive together.”

She couldn’t argue with that, though she had no idea why he’d still want to spend time in her company now that he knew she was pregnant.

“All right, then. Half an hour.”

He gave her a playful wink that had her stomach flip-flopping. Or maybe it was just another round of morning sickness. Either way, it would probably be best to quickly make her escape.

Not that escape seemed possible.

When she opened her cabin door to head to the boats that would take them ashore, Brooks was there waiting. He sat beside her on the boat and helped her to the shore, and then insisted on escorting her into the small stone chapel on the banks of the tiny Greek island owned by one of Cole’s friends.

The amount of money in the collective bank accounts of the people in that church blew her mind. Part of her envied what Kiersten and Cole would be able to give their child. They’d never have to worry about finding a decent—and affordable—place to live, or good childcare, or any of the necessities of life. Not to mention all the fun stuff like the latest toys and trendy clothes. That kind of security would be amazing.

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