The Billionaire's Baby Arrangement (Bad Boys and Babies 2)

“I could live with that,” Jackson replied, offering her a hand to stand up. “All I’d have to do is cancel the helicopter.”

“Wait, helicopter?” Emma asked.

“Unless you want to take the boat home.”

She shook her head. “Nope. But, I’m not ready to leave yet.”

He grinned. When he looked at her he felt like he could go all night. His animal brain already hummed with the desire to fill her with his seed again. He could barely wait. Maybe dinner could wait a little longer.

“Good,” he said, pushing her back onto the bed. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”

Chapter 12

Emma

* * *

The next few days after signing the contract were an absolute blur for Emma.

She quit her job. Movers came and boxed up everything she owned. She told her landlord she was moving. And suddenly she was living in Jackson’s apartment building.

She had an apartment two floors below Jackson’s penthouse suite. Her apartment was much, much, much smaller than Jackson’s, but that was fine. It was for her, anyway. Not the two of them.

The movers put her furniture and clothing into the apartment almost exactly the way she’d had her old apartment set up. The only real difference was that now she had a much better view.

She was reorganizing her dishes when there came a knock on the door. She opened it, thinking it was the movers.

“You really should be more careful who you open the door to,” Jackson teased. He stood in the hallway with fresh flowers as he leaned against the door frame looking cocky and sexy.

“I shouldn’t let you in?” she asked, reaching for the flowers.

“You should let me in,” he agreed. “But you didn’t know it was me.”

“Says you.” She held open the door and went to put the flowers in a vase. These ones were pink roses and they somehow smelled even better than the ones from before. It took her a minute to locate her spare flower vase. If he kept bringing her flowers like this, she was going to run out of places to put them.

“What do you think of the apartment?” he asked her, looking around. “Do you want new furniture?”

“My furniture is fine,” she told him. She arranged the flower stems to best show off the blossoms. “And the apartment is perfect. The elevator ride is about ten seconds and I have an amazing view.”

She turned from the sink and smiled at him.

“Thank you,” she said, taking a step toward him.

“I’m glad you like it,” he replied. His green eyes watched her and although his mouth didn’t smile, his eyes did. “I was hoping you might bring some of your things upstairs.”

“Upstairs?” Emma asked, not quite understanding.

“I cleaned out a drawer for you,” he replied. “We are supposed to look like we’re moving in together.”

“Right.” Her heart fluttered. He had cleaned out a drawer. No one had ever done that for her. Even though it was all fake, it still felt like this was something important.

“Only if you want,” he continued. “I don’t want to push you.”

“Let me grab some things,” she told him. She grinned and ran off to her new bedroom. It only took a moment to throw some socks, underthings, and pajamas into a bag. She added a comfortable skirt and some t-shirts so she could have something easy to wear. Even though it was only two floors down, she didn’t want to do the walk of shame if she didn’t have to.

“That’s it?” Jackson asked when he saw her small bag. She had actually taken out a sweater thinking it might be too much.

“For the first trip,” she told him. She wasn’t sure just how big the drawer was. If she had space, she would bring up more. It wasn’t like she had to go far.