Admit You Miss Me is a part of the Irresistible Billionaires Box Set that you can download here.
Description
Most girls would kill to carry his baby.
Charles Hampton… the billionaire heartthrob that I had to dump seven years ago.
My plan, right before I ran away from him, was pretty simple.
Get over the rich dude and his snooty family that would never accept me.
Care for my mother who was diagnosed with terminal illness.
Forget that anything had changed.
But no, life threw a curveball and the only way around it was to be a surrogate for Charles.
The man that I’d fallen for seven years ago.
The man that I’d tried to forget ever since.
He offered me a million bucks to carry his baby.
The same money that I’d use for my mother’s treatment.
I didn’t really have much of a choice in the matter.
His only catch?
I’d have to live with him until the baby is born.
My only wish?
We couldn’t fall in love again.
But what if we’d never fallen out of love in the first place?
Prologue
Brenna: Seven Years Ago
I squinted looking out at the beach. Red shorts, white t-shirt; where was he?
He was pretty hard to miss, to be honest, but maybe I just always knew where he was because I couldn’t stop thinking about him.
There he was. Lifeguard tower. Red shorts and white t-shirt. Tall and athletic, muscular. Blue eyes that put the water in the bay to shame. Perfect tan that set off that blond hair which had lightened up over the weeks that we’d been here together. Okay, so together was kind of an overstatement. We just happened to be here at the same time. We weren’t together together. Not like that.
The beach was packed. Summer was coming to a close and people were soaking up the last of their vacation. I came out to the front of the shack to restock the ice cream cooler. They went the fastest and today was a scorcher. I felt the sweat start to bead around my hairline and the back of my neck. Inside the shack, at least I was in the shade but it was hot as balls in there. I had a little portable fan that I rigged up to blow cool air in my face. Wages at the Dana Point Beach Snack Shack were nothing to write home about but it was an honest pay and I needed the money. I had worked throughout high school anyway, a job over my last summer before college didn’t scare me. There were worse places I could be and really, stuck here at Dana Point Beach with the world’s most desirable lifeguard had been kind of fun.
“Are you gonna save me one of those?” I heard someone say behind me. Butterflies, instantly. I felt myself smile. That voice was unmistakable. He had an accent. Like East Coast but mixed with British or something. So hot. I asked him one time and he kind of shrugged it off, saying his mother was British and he had spent time both here and there while growing up.
“That depends, are you gonna pay for it?” I asked, turning around.
“Don’t I get a discount for being a fellow beach w
orker?”
I laughed, going back into the shack. He leaned on the counter. “It’s gotta be hot in there.”