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"By naming our baby girl after her."

"Our what?" He jerked back, and I turned around, worried that he might not be happy about me being pregnant.

"Our—"

"I heard you." His voice broke a little as he reached for me and pulled me into his arms. "You're pregnant."

I beamed. "A little under five months. I didn't know. My periods have always been weird. I finally decided to go to the doctor, and she told me we were pregnant."

"And it's a little girl?" His eyes filled with love.

I nodded as tears blurred my vision. "And she's going to love you just like I do."

"I'm so happy. You have no idea how much this means to me." He leaned down and kissed me softly, as if he might hurt me. "We can name her after mom. She would love that. She had wanted grandkids before she passed." He chuckled, the sound warming me. "I told her a wedding was more than enough."

"A fake wedding that became the real one." I smiled and touched the side of his face. We might have started out our relationship the wrong way, but we overcame every obstacle that got in our way, and we would continue to... together.

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BILLIONAIRE BABY DADDY

By Claire Adams

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2017 Claire Adams

Chapter One

Lexi

I pushed back from the computer for a moment, taking a deep breath as I stared out the window. At some point, the sky had gotten overcast, a perfect reflection of the turmoil that had been building within me over the course of the morning. Now, my presentation for Orinoco was almost finished, and I was practically vibrating from how nervous I was.

It wasn't as though Albright was asking me to sell our company to Orinoco, that was the thing. They were simply asking me to put on a presentation and to state the facts. That shouldn't make me this worried. But a buyout by Orinoco, this huge online retailer that was snapping up its competition piece by piece, was a huge deal for us.

As though summoned by my roiling thoughts, Chuck knocked on the edge of my doorframe. “How you doing, trooper?” he asked, using his nickname for me.

Most people in the building didn't make the trek over to my office very often, but Chuck always swung by with muffins or a bit of advice. At first, I'd thought he was hitting on me, but he'd never asked me out, and I'd come to accept that it was just him being friendly and welcoming to his coworkers. I appreciated that.

I rolled my eyes and gestured towards the computer screen. “Almost done with this thing, at least. Then I'll just have to present the thing without looking like a total idiot.”

“I'm sure you'll do fine,” Chuck said, smiling warmly at me. “

Do they know who Orinoco is sending as its representatives?”

“That's just it,” I groaned. “They've decided that this is too big an acquisition for them to send representatives. Instead, they're sending none other than their CEO!”

“Andrew Goldwright is coming?” Chuck asked sharply, looking suddenly even more interested.

“Yeah,” I said miserably. “Do you know him?”

“I know of him,” Chuck said cautiously. He whistled lowly. “That's big. Goldwright hardly ever deigns to talk to mere mortals. I wonder what it is about this deal that's got him so interested.”

“Oh, I don't know,” I said sarcastically. “Maybe something to do with the giant bonus that he'll be taking home if he manages to merge our companies? You haven't seen the numbers, maybe, but we're talking big.”