Baby for Two (Curvy Women Wanted)

“You heard me. I approached you, and I don’t want anything to be scientific or mechanical. When you and I conceive this baby, it’s going to be because we want to.” He winked at her. “What do you say, baby momma? Do you want to sleep with me for this baby?”

Her heart raced.

Sex.

Again, that had been even longer than her last boyfriend. Yep, that was what was so mortifying. He hadn’t wanted to sleep with her. She was a wonderful person, he’d said, sweet and kind, and an amazing cook, but he didn’t want to have sex with her. She reminded him of his sister and that just grossed him out.

She’d been thrown that card so many times, she wasn’t surprised she didn’t have some kind of sign over her that marked her as unlovable. It would make total sense if it did.

“I don’t think that is a good idea.” There was no way they’d get their baby if that was how he wanted to conceive.

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This had to be the single most insane thing he’d ever done.

Jared wanted a kid, sure. He’d gone to the sperm bank as he didn’t exactly know how to go about getting a surrogate mom, or whatever the hell that all was. At forty years old, he wanted to be a dad so badly.

All his life, he’d been dedicated to his work. Where his family had an empire of their own, he’d been able to do the same but with software. Over the last twenty years, he’d expanded and was now the proud owner of his own corporation, rivaling that of his family. They were proud, of course. His two brothers and three sisters, all younger than him, had stayed within the family business.

They’d all be laughing at him now. To keep his desires to a minimum, he’d purposefully gone out of his way to find a place that wouldn’t know who he was or what he did for a living. Being a successful millionaire within his own right came with a whole load of problems.

For instance, some of the women he knew only wanted him for his money. This was one of the many things that made him different from the rest of his family. Where they only cared about money and power, joining like-minded families, he’d inherited a gene that said he actually cared about people.

Staring at Meredith, he couldn’t help but find her beautiful.

She didn’t wear any makeup, all natural. No breast implants or ballooned lips, Again, this was all common within his circle of friends. His family would turn their noses up at someone like Meredith.

Jared hoped to have all the details he needed about this woman soon. He adored the way her cheeks heated and she kept pushing strands of blonde hair out of the way. He could see himself fisting those golden locks as he pounded inside her.

Her body. Fuck. The moment she removed her jacket to showcase a pair of jeans and a sweater that molded to every single perfect curve, he’d been drooling ever since. It amazed him how he was able to hold a conversation. All he wanted to do was take her to the nearest hotel and fuck her brains out. Once wouldn’t be enough either. Hell, no, he was going to need a lot more time to win this woman’s heart.

He wanted her so badly, but he kept his thoughts to himself, instead watching her and smiling as she enchanted him.

She sipped at her coffee and he had to wonder why no one had stolen this beauty. Not that he wouldn’t win her back—he would.

The moment he saw her today, leaning against her car, staring up at the building, he’d just swooped in and taken the chance. Now as he sat opposite her, there was no way in hell he was masturbating into a cup when sex sounded so much more appealing.

“Why isn’t it a good idea?”

“We don’t know each other,” she said.

“So? You think everyone who sleeps together knows each other? Believe me, they don’t, and I can guarantee they have a whole lot of fun in the process.” He winked at her, hoping in some weird way to put her at ease. It didn’t work.

“I don’t think this is a good idea.” She reached out to take her coat, and he didn’t want her to leave.

Putting a hand on her arm, he had no choice but to turn on the charm. “Stay, please. Look, I know I’ve been a little forward, but if we’re going to go back to use cold materials, then why not call this quits? You want a child, I want a child, and I think we can come up with a great plan that will satisfy us both. I’ve got no one in my life and I’m guessing you don’t either, otherwise, you wouldn’t be going to a sperm bank. Doing this the natural way feels right to me. Our child will have so much love, so why not give them a good start?” He had no idea what the fuck he was saying.