My Bad Boy Boss's Secret Baby

I spotted John’s Camaro as I pulled into the lot. Sparking suspicions that he had been there all along. He was in the throes of planning a wedding and was likely looking for any reason to escape. No matter how much he loved his future wife.

“Well, aren’t you pleased as punch,” John teased, sliding a beer toward me.

I was about to protest when I realized that he was right and to deny it would be an outright lie. Something I tried to never do with anyone. I’d seen the pain that could be caused by dishonesty.

“Shelly’s here,” John offered.

“Who?”

“The cute skeleton with the nice chest you were making predator eyes at.”

“Predator is a bit much,” I muttered, without much conviction, but when I didn’t look around, John frowned.

“What’s up?” he asked, looking very perplexed.

There really was no way to get anything past him. Not that I minded too much. I was desperate to tell someone about what was happening with Nina, and he’d given me a perfect opening.

“I’m in a jam, man.”

“Go on.”

Okay, this was more difficult. There really was no easy way to admit I’d take the virginity of my 21-year-old trainee and was continuing to be with her.

“It’s a girl,” I said.

John’s face didn’t change. “Notice my complete lack of shock.””

“Okay, that’s fair. This is serious, though.”

“How serious? Near-death serious or going to jail serious?”

“Nothing that bad. I’ve decided to try an intern program at the garage. Pick up the slack now that I’m short-staffed.”

“Bet Will loved that,” John smirked.

“Not really, not at first anyway, but that is part of the problem.”

“What’s the rest of the problem?”

“Nina,” I said, in a way that could be described as dreamy.

John raised his eyebrows. “A female intern?”

“A 21-year-old trainee,” I corrected, “and I took her virginity. She was gone in the morning.”

“Isn’t that what you prefer?” John asked, not unfairly.

I shrugged. “Usually, yes, but Nina is different. I like being with her, and the biggest concern I had about seeing her at work was if she was okay with what happened.”

“Sounds like you’re in love,” John said with a wink.

“I don’t even know what that’s supposed to mean. Up until last week, I was fine with a girl fucking and fleeing. Preferred it, actually. When Nina wasn’t there, I thought something had gone wrong, that I’d hurt her, or she regretted her decision or something.”

“Almost like you care about her,” John teased.

“Yeah, I do,” I admitted, to myself as much as my old friend, “but that’s not all of it.”

“Interesting, do tell.” He sat back and took a swig of his beer.

“Well, she speaks French.”

He laughed. “Scandalous. Dump her immediately.”

“I’m serious. Besides, it’s not that she was speaking French. It was the context.”

He raised his eyebrows. “Was it dirty French?”

“No, that I wouldn’t have minded. Not that I would know anyway. It was the sort of trick Mom used to pull before she left, and I recently found out that Nina was born rich.”

“I’m still confused as to what the problem is. She’s not your mom, and she wasn’t born with two heads.”

Well, damn, if he was going to put it that way, I didn’t see what the problem was either. Not that I could put my finger on, anyway. There seemed to be more to Nina than met the eye, and I wondered what it was. She said she wasn’t rich herself, but I wondered if I could separate her from her family money. Dunn was a big name in Texas and one that came with a lot of baggage.

“I think something is going on with her but can’t figure out what. I care about her more than anyone before, but it seems like she is hiding something.”

“Ask her,” John said, as though it was the easiest thing in the world. “The worst thing you can do is keep things bottled up. You should know that better than anyone.”

He was right, of course. He was usually, particularly in terms of human relationships. I vowed to have it out with Nina and clear the air. It was the only way we could really move forward.Chapter Eighteen - ChadIt wasn’t easy to bring up, mostly because I didn’t want the guys to hear. Waiting in my office until I heard Will leave, I finally emerged, hoping Nina would be waiting up for me. My little darling didn’t disappoint me, and I found her re-arranging the tools on the hooks to make it look like she was busy. Even in her overalls, she looked really sexy. Unable to resist, I went up quietly behind her and gently squeezed her sweet ass in both hands.

“Hey,” I said, kissing her on the cheek.

“Hi,” she said with a sweet welcoming smile.

Nina turned in my grasp and put her arms around my neck, standing on her tip-toes, so we could kiss properly with tongues and everything. She had improved by leaps and bounds from the first time at the bar. I couldn’t help but feel proud of her progress.