Surprise Baby for my Billionaire Boss

“I’m here,” I said. “Did you forget the part where I told you I was here for a date though?”

Mark craned his neck to look into the empty suite behind me. “Did you drag yourself out here, away from said date?”

I shrugged. “Nope, chick never showed.”

“That sucks, man. I’m sorry.” He reached up to pat my shoulder twice, then blew right past me into the suite. My stomach knotted uncomfortably, and a ripple of panic shot through my gut.

Fuck, he’s going to find out.

Mark stopped in the middle of the living room, turned around slowly, and whistled low. “Nice place you got for the night. Chick must’ve been quite something.”

That she was. “Yeah, I guess.”

He sank into the couch, crossed his ankle over his knee, and spread out his arms over the backrest. “So why you still here if she never showed?”

“Already paid for the room, figured I’d enjoy it by myself anyway.”

Mark smirked and waved a hand toward me. “That why your hair’s all messed up?”

Shit. I’d smoothed it after I’d yanked my clothes back on, but apparently not enough. Outwardly, I maintained my calm, but on the inside, my mind was warring between ideas to get rid of him and fear that he was going to need to piss soon.

The suite was large, and he couldn’t see the bedroom or the rumpled sheets from here, but there was only one bathroom. And it just so happened to be inhabited by the one person on the planet who shouldn’t be in it. A stab of guilt lodged itself squarely in my heart.

Mark was going to freak the fuck out if he found her. I had to get him out of there. Now.

I wiggled my fingers at him and flashed him most cocky grin. “Well, you know. I planned on getting laid tonight. I’m not opposed to getting the job done myself now that she didn’t.”

He let out a shout of laughter and motioned to the room again. “Guess you did get the nice suite and all. Hope you bought yourself dinner first.”

Running my fingers through my hair to try tame it some, I shrugged. “Nope, I’m easy.”

He laughed again and rose to his feet. “You know there’s a whole bar filled to the brim with pretty ladies right in the lobby, right? Want me to wing man for you?”

“Nope, I’m good here. Think I’m just going to chill and get some sleep. Last night was kinda rough.”

“That it was.” He nodded. “Wanna go on that road trip in the morning that you passed on last night?”

I shook my head. “Can’t. I’m going to have to work.”

Work on getting Sophia to come at least a couple more times, but I wasn’t splitting hairs about it.

Mark looked a little disappointed, but he didn’t say anything about it, and I didn’t ask. “Okay, I can see I’m not wanted here. Enjoy your whack-a-thon or whatever you’re calling it.”

I flipped him the bird, and he smirked at me when he reached the door. “Fuck you too, brother. Oh wait, you’re already doing that.”

He was never going to let me live this down, but I’d take it every day for the rest of my life if I had to. It was worth it.

“Don’t let the door hit you on the way out,” I said, watching him open it and laugh as he let it slam behind him.

Once he was gone, I headed back to room, and Sophia cracked open the bathroom door with a deep frown marring her features. “What did he want?”

“To shoot the shit. He was downstairs with Annie, but she bailed, and I think he was bored or something. Come here.” I opened my arms, and she walked right into them. “You feeling okay after everything?”

Those big blue eyes, like sapphires sparkling in the sun, found mine. She looked relaxed, happy even. “I’m feeling more than okay.”

Chapter Ten

Sophia