Surprise Baby for my Billionaire Boss

I open my eyes and look at him. His intense gaze is on me, and I soak it in.

“I spent all that time in Africa. I woke up every morning doing something good with my life. I was finally making my own way instead of just following the path my father laid out for me. I thought I’d feel fulfilled. And in some ways, I did,” he says slowly, and I can’t stop staring at him. “But there was something missing. Like part of me was just… gone. And the truth is that nothing in my life is right without you.”

I can’t stop the tears that come to my eyes. I’ve dreamed of this moment, lying alone in my bed at night, so sure it would never come.

“I love you, Samantha. I love you so damn much, and I need you. I want to be with you, every day of my life. Every night. Through everything, if you’ll have me. Please, baby,” he asks, and I’m a crying, weeping mess.

“Okay,” I find myself saying dumbly between sobs, but it’s all he needs. He scoots into the seat beside me and moves in to kiss me. At that moment, my phone rings, and he backs off with a choked laugh.

I glance at him, and he smiles and shakes his head.

“Answer it, so I can have you all to myself again,” he says with a laugh.

I fumble in my purse and find my phone, wiping my eyes and trying to get myself under control. The number is the same one I called when I scheduled my audition. I glance up at Dante.

“It’s the theater. They’re probably rejecting me.”

“Or not. Won’t know until you answer, though,” he says. He reaches over and takes my hand, and I take a deep breath and hit the button to answer.

“Samantha Day?” a male voice asks.

“Yes.”

“Samantha, this is Robert Magill.” My stomach twists. He’s the producer for the show I just auditioned for.

“Yes, hello, Mr. Magill,” I say, and I hate the way my voice shakes. Dante squeezes my hand.

“We just finished auditions, and I have to say we were deeply impressed by yours.”

“Oh! Thank you so much,” I say.

“In fact, we were so impressed we’d like to offer you a role.”

I barely refrain from screaming in excitement. “That is…thank you!”

“Don’t thank me yet. We’d like to offer you the lead.”

I’m going to faint, and it’s only Dante’s hand in mine that keeps me from totally losing it. I have no idea how I end the call, other than to say yes and thank the man about seventy times before hanging up.

I stare at Dante. “They want me for the lead,” I say, and it doesn’t feel real. “Holy shit.”

The smile he gives me warms my heart, fills all the rough, empty pieces of my soul. He brings my hand to his lips and kisses my knuckles, and the feel of his lips on me makes tears flood my eyes again.

“Samantha,” he murmurs. “Samantha, baby. I love you so much. I want this life with you. We can make this work. We can do anything, together. We can make our life what we want it to be.”

I nod, and then he finally, finally claims my lips, telling me without words how much he loves me, how much he missed me, how much he needs me, and I do my level best to tell him the same. All I know is I never, ever want him to stop kissing me.

And when he promises that he never will, I know he means it.

THE END