Not Husband Material (Billionaire's Contract Duet 1)

“So, you can call me a slut or an idiot or whatever you want, but the truth is, I’m happy. Bruin is the one for me, Jeff. I love him,” I announced.

He looked as if he was mulling the news over in his mind. I worried what conclusion he would reach. Finally, he walked up to me and hugged me tightly.

“Jillian, after Mom and Dad died, you were my responsibility. Mine to protect,” he said softly. “It was just the two of us against the world.”

“I know. I remember,” I answered.

“But you’re twenty-five now. Not a kid.”

“Yes.”

“So you can make your own choices. You’ve always been a good judge of character. It’s part of why you’re so good at your job. You can read people. And if you think Bruin is worthy of your love, then I have to believe you,” he concluded, kissing the top of my head.

I pushed back and grinned. “Really? You’re not mad?” I couldn’t believe it.

He rolled his eyes and smiled. “I mean, it’s not exactly the kind of news I expected to receive at nearly one in the morning, but it’s your life, Jilly. If you love him, that’s enough. Does he love you, too?”

I nodded and blushed. “He does.”

He patted me on the shoulder. “Well then, that’s that. And you’re sure you’re pregnant?”

“I can show you the test,” I said, raising an eyebrow. “I brought it with me.”

He blanched. “No. No, thank you. I believe you on that,” he laughed. “So, I’m going to be an uncle? Uncle Jeff?”

I beamed happily. “Yep. Looks like it.”

“Does Bruin know yet?” Jeff asked.

“Oh shit. No. I haven’t told him yet.”

“Well, he definitely needs to know. Go to him. Tell him about the baby and tell him you both have my blessing. Not that you need it. But you have it, either way.”

29

Bruin

I paced back and forth on the marina, occasionally stopping to stare into the water and watch the occasional fish dart by. I was completely restless. There was no way I could settle down long enough to clear my thoughts while I waited for Jillian to get back.

Part of my worry, of course, was whatever she was going to be going through in that conversation. Jeff had always been the more even-tempered one between us, but I knew that when he was upset about something, he could raise hell like nobody else I knew. I was more likely to just get it all out as I felt it.

But there was more to what I was feeling. I had something big weighing on my heart. Something not even Jillian knew about. I was more sure about it than anything else in the world, regardless of what Jeff said, but so much of it hinged on Jillian.

And if Jeff did anything to hurt her spirit, there would be all kinds of hell to pay. I would make sure of that.

So when I heard the sounds of footsteps running down the dock, I turned and felt my heart soar at the sight of Jillian and the shining look on her face.

Watching her run toward me was like something out of a dream. The most beautiful woman in the world, racing toward me, her smile more valuable than any yacht my money could buy.

Already grinning ear-to-ear by the time she got to me, I caught her in my arms and swung her around, peppering her face with kisses as she laughed mirthfully, a sound that was like a golden harp to my ears.

“Bruin, oh my God, Bruin,” she gushed, and I finally set her down on her feet in front of me. “I talked to Jeff about everything, about us, about the cruise, about everything we had together and everything we want.”

“And?” I asked.

She held my face, and I helped push her up on her toes to kiss me deeply, our hearts thumping against our chests as my cock grew and I felt her warm palms on my face. It must have lasted ten seconds, but it meant a lifetime of bliss.

“Glad to hear it,” I said with a playful grin when we broke the kiss.