How to Have Your Boss's Secret Baby - London Casey Page 0,106
beautiful.
“I guess I’m really screwed,” I said.
“Why?”
“If our daughter is half as pretty as you are, Maya, I’m really screwed.”
Epilogue
(Maya)
I woke up out of a sound sleep.
Mom instinct.
That and a ton of breastmilk pouring from me…
“Shit,” I whispered as I sat up.
My shirt was stuck to my chest in a way that was completely and totally unflattering to me.
Of course Cole loved it.
I reached back to wake him up and ask him if he was thirsty.
I looked back and he wasn’t in bed.
What the…
I looked to the baby monitor and smiled.
Cole was in Amelia’s room, sitting in the rocking chair, giving her a bottle.
I looked down at my chest and nodded.
Cole heard Amelia crying and he got her a bottle from the fridge to let me catch up on some sleep. Which was so freaking adorable on his end, but my body didn’t know what that meant.
I took the monitor with me to the rocking chair in our bedroom and decided to pump some milk while he fed Amelia.
I stared the entire time, mesmerized by him. And her.
We met Dr. Haime at the hospital and in a labor that would make everyone hate me, little Amelia came into the world twenty minutes later with two tear-filled pushes.
I swore Cole was crying but he said it was the way the lights were hitting his eyes.
He was so full of shit.
He was definitely crying.
How could he not?
Amelia was basically his clone, just with female features.
That scared me because she was gorgeous.
It still blew my mind that she grew in my belly and was now here in the world.
When I finished pumping, I changed my shirt and walked out of the bedroom to get a drink of water.
I noticed my almost finished manuscript on the coffee table.
I had been working on the edits when I fell asleep.
Cole carried me to bed and left me to get some sleep.
The asshole boss book got a nice offer from a publisher and I was officially going to become a published author.
So my goal was complete.
I moved to the city and became a writer.
I did take a couple detours on the way.
Getting pregnant by my boss.
Falling in love with my boss.
You know, that whole thing.
I crept up to Amelia’s room and watched as Cole gently walked her to her crib.
I moved my hands and cringed as though I could control Cole.
He was like a gentle giant with her.
My mom panic never seemed to calm down, even though Cole was the best dad in the world.
Even after putting her down into her crib, he stood there, staring at her.
Reaching down and gently touching her head.
And he would also grip the edge of the crib and nod three times.
I asked him once what that meant and he said it was his way of reminding himself how lucky he was.
He turned and walked out of the bedroom, shutting the door, smiling at me.
“What are you doing up?” he whispered.
“Uh… well… if I don’t wake up and feed or pump…”
“What?” Cole asked. “I missed the show?”
“Oh, you missed the show,” I said. “We own a water bed now because of these things.”
I pointed to my chest.
Cole put his head back. “Dammit.”
“Although…”
I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and lifted it up over my head.
“I think this shirt got wet too,” I whispered.
Cole looked at me and smiled. “I wonder what else is wet, Maya.”
“Why don’t you come find out?”
Cole cupped under my heavy, achy breasts. His thumbs stroked my tender nipples and I swallowed hard.
“I wish you could understand how beautiful you are, Maya.”
“Yeah, yeah,” I said. “I don’t need any sweet talking. Just get to the point. Foreplay is gone now, Cole. We have three hours to fuck and sleep. Don’t waste my time.”
“So romantic,” he growled.
His mouth moved over my left breast and I groaned and smiled.
My fingers dug into his hair and I melted into him.
Life wasn’t bad at all.
(Cole)
I pulled the covers up over Maya’s chest.
I dropped to one knee and kissed her left shoulder and watched her sleep.
In my head I practiced proposing to her.
Not that I had any intentions of doing so right then or anytime soon.
It was just something I did.
Something I thought about.
I had an idea of having Amelia holding the ring.
Or maybe if I waited until Amelia was old enough, have her carry the ring to Maya.
Or even do something crazy like pretend there was a blowout diaper situation and have the diamond ring in the diaper.