Surprising the Billionaire with a Baby - Elizabeth Lynx Page 0,13

know there’s another coat check in the lobby. The party started almost an hour ago, and I had one couple check their coat.”

“That’s true. But I still need to help.”

“Really? After Lee demoted you to server for the evening.”

She shook her head, ready to defend her terrible boss. “That’s only because he was short on servers. Besides, I helped prep the food.” She smiled meagerly.

“Laura, please. Do something for you for once. Do something a little bad. Take a risk.”

My sister bit her thumbnail, contemplating what I said.

Her grin grew. “Okay. I’ll do it.”

“Great. I just have to give this—”

“Can you tell Freida I became ill? Like, violently ill. So ill you had to tell them I had to leave.”

My eyes widened. When my sister broke the rules, she went all in.

I looked back toward the dark hallway that led to the closet where Wonder Dick was still trapped. My plan was go to the kitchen first and then hand over the coat to the man who gave me the best orgasms of my life.

I placed the coat back on the hanger and left my sister cowering in the coat closet while I went to the kitchen to dole out her over-the-top lie of an excuse.

Once I found Freida, she accepted the excuse and was visibly concerned. Wow, they believed her. If I had ever used that excuse I’d hear the disbelief loud and clear and most likely never get asked back.

Once I made my way back, I found my sister hiding behind the coats.

“What are you doing?”

“In case someone from the kitchen walks by. I don’t want them to see me.”

I shook my head. “Oh, Sis, how innocent you are to the world of playing hooky.”

I grabbed the man’s coat again and told Laura to wait a moment while I checked on something in the back.

Excitement bubbled in my chest. Maybe I could see what he looked like. I kept trying to imagine him in my head, but he would morph into Harrison Ford. But not Harrison Ford now, because that would be disturbing. I wasn’t into men who were my grandfather’s age.

I meant Harrison Ford from Raiders of the Lost Ark. When he was a professor and had glasses. Okay, I liked to watch that movie a lot and would’ve totally been the student who wrote Love You on her eyelids. There’s just something about that nerdy hotness . . .

When I got to the small door, I took a breath. Luck better be a hot Indiana Jones lookalike.

Pushing the door open, the room was black. He might have hidden behind the boxes.

“It’s me. Julia. I got something for you to wear.”

This time, I made sure not to step inside the room. Didn’t want to get stuck again. Or did I?

Nope. Better if he came out.

There was no answer.

“Uh, Wonder Dick?” I winced.

I needed a light. I grabbed the small lamp on the stool and pointed it into the room. Just some boxes. No sexy naked guy.

“Hey, Laura?” I called back to my sister.

I didn’t want my sister to see him naked, but I had to make sure he wasn’t in the room. What if he was unconscious? What if his gigantic cock pulled too much blood from his head and caused him to faint? It would be cruel of me not to check.

“Yeah?” She stepped into the small hallway.

“Can you hold the lamp and the door open while I check inside?”

“Did you leave something in there?” she asked, taking the lamp from my hands.

“Yes, my shoes. Remember?”

Until she said something when I came out, I had forgotten about them. And when I thought about my missing undies and tights, I grinned.

“Right. Here, you might need this.” She held out her phone.

“To make a call?”

I could have used that an hour ago when I was trapped.

“No, the flashlight app.” She tapped on the screen until the flashlight glared from the other side.

I grabbed it and went inside. The room was smaller than I had expected. The darkness made it seem large. Also, there were fewer boxes than I had imagined.

I checked behind every corner and box, but Wonder Dick was nowhere in the room. I discovered my shoes pushed into a corner. But no matter how many boxes I shoved aside, I couldn’t find my panties or tights.

“You found your shoes. Let’s go before someone from the kitchen finds me.”

I slid my eyes to my sister. “Yes, they’ll meander through a coat closet. Because that’s what kitchen staff