Giving Her My Baby(6)

“I'm not changing my mind, it’s just…” I trail off. I don’t know why I’m questioning this. Maybe because it’s too good to be true. Or maybe it’s because of this attraction I’m feeling towards him. It’s making me feel off balance. I’m terrible with men and I can’t get a read on him.

He comes around the desk to stand in front of me. I look up into his dark eyes. He tucks a loose piece of my hair behind my ear. The touch is intimate. “It’s okay, Ella. I’ll take care of everything. Your only worry is the baby.”

“The baby isn’t here yet,” I remind him. I wish I could have met the mom-to-be first. I’ve turned down a few jobs before because of the mothers. Some can be too much to handle at times. Though for a million dollars I could probably handle any new mother.

“Give it time. The baby will be here,” he says, and for some reason his words hold so much more weight than they should.

I nod, and his eyes go to my mouth. I feel heat creep up my neck and I curse my fair skin. On top of being shy, it shows clear as day for anyone to see. He leans down a little. And for a second, I wonder if he’s going to kiss me. My breath catches, and I wait.

A knock at the door has me jumping back from him, almost tripping over my own feet. Brooks catches me easily, pulling me into his big warm body and wrapping his arms around me.

“The car for Miss Newman is here and so is your next appointment,” his assistant tells him.

“Cancel my appointment. I’m going to escort—”

This time I cut him off. “Please don’t do that.” I turn in his arms when I realize he isn’t going to let me go. “Let me get my things and get settled in,” I push. I need a little time alone to breathe for a moment. Get myself together and maybe even Google him a little more. I need to make sure I’m not biting off more than I can chew.

“Sir?” his assistant calls again.

“Please,” I try, needing just a little bit of a breather.

He leans down, and his mouth is so close to mine. This time I’m sure he’s going to kiss me, which I know is a terrible idea. I’m going to be working for this man for the next year. Not to mention I’m going to begin trying to have a baby very soon.

“Tonight,” he growls so low only I can hear him, then he lets me go.

I turn and nearly run from his office, feeling dumb that I thought he was going to kiss me, and foolish for wanting him to.





5





Brooks





I’ve spent the entire day annoyed by everyone. All I wanted to do was leave the office so I could go home and be with Ella. But instead I’ve had meetings and people in my face all day, and I’m agitated as I walk out of the last one.

“I’ve tried to clear your schedule as much as possible for tomorrow, but there are still some conference calls you have to listen in on. I’ve made the schedule and emailed it to you.”

“I’m not going to be on them, Carol.”

She’s trying to keep up with my quick pace as I rush out of the boardroom and to the elevator.

“Mr. Renshaw, I’ve tried to move them, but it’s impossible. At least listen in, this has to do with—”

She’s talking as fast as she can, but I’m done listening to anyone who isn’t Ella. My sole focus is getting home and getting inside her. If she won’t let me have her tonight, then I’m going to spend my time convincing her why she should. So either way, I’m going to end up balls deep before the sun comes up.

When I get on the elevator, Carol is still talking, but I hit the button for the lobby and ignore her as she stands there.

“Goodnight, Carol,” I say, ignoring her agitated looks as the doors close and I ride down to the lobby.

Once there, I walk outside to my waiting car and get in the back. I raise the glass partition between the driver and me, and I’m on the phone before he pulls away from the curb.

“Hello?” her soft voice says, and it calms every nerve in my body.

“Ella,” I say, closing my eyes. Her name is like a balm to my need for her. “I’m on my way home. Have you had dinner yet?”

“Um, hi Brooks,” she says, and I think she might be smiling. “Yeah, I already ate. Your cook made me something a little while ago. She said not to wait on you. Is that okay?”

A picture of her biting her lip enters my mind and my cock throbs. I reach down and rub my hand over my slacks where the hard length is going down my thigh. It’s been hard since she came into my office, and I haven’t had even thirty seconds to find some relief. It’s probably why I’m so fucking grouchy.

“Yes, I usually don’t make it home in time for a decent meal, but for you I’m going to start making an exception.”

“Oh really? How kind of you.” She laughs a little, and I can hear the smile in her voice.

The shy woman who was in my office earlier is gone, and there’s a playful flirty woman in her place. Could it be that the phone makes her less intimidated? Or is spoiling her doing the job?

“Did you get settled in okay?”

“I did, all thanks to you. You sent a team to my house, but I didn’t have much to begin with. I think they were all bored.”

I smile with her and lean back in the seat, relaxing for what feels like the first time in years. “You sound like you’re happy to be home then.”