Baby Be Mine(Spinsters & Casanovas Series Book 1)(54)

“You don’t look fine to me.” Max came to look at his cousin’s face. “Look, I’m sure all will work out. I promise. I have a good feeling about coming here. I feel all your dreams will come true.”

“What? Like having a baby?” Clarice jested.

“I don’t know,” Max said, quirking his eyebrows. “Just know it might happen if you really want it.”

“Really?” Clarice asked her sweet cousin. He always managed to put a smile on her face.

“Let me hear you say it.” Max teased her.

“Say what, you rascal?” Clarice smiled, shaking her head at her cousin’s childlike behavior.

“That you want your Mr. Anton’s sperm so you can make the perfect baby with your egg.”

“Max!” Clarice jerked her head up from the folded clothes to stare at her cousin, who still had that mischievous look on his face. “Shut up. I’m embarrassed.”

“Oh, come on, say it.” Max tempted Clarice to confess her desire for wanting a baby.

“No.” Clarice just shook her head and turned away from Max, but he was being persistent as he followed her around and around until she couldn’t take it anymore.

“Max, stop it. You’re starting to piss me off. If you continue to do this, I might not take you out for dessert. Remember your favourite gelato?” she warned.

“No, I don’t care about that gelato. I want to hear you say it. Say it, Clarice. Otherwise, I’ll continue to annoy you.” Max blackmailed his cousin.

“Okay! Okay! I want Anton’s sperm,” Clarice said just so he would shut his mouth. “Happy now?”

“Very happy,” Max said, then went to the door. “I’m going out exploring. Let’s have dinner at The Burger tonight at six after the conference, okay? Then we can go sightseeing and get that gelato.”

“Yes, sure. And be careful exploring. If you need anything, just call my cell.”

“I know. And, you, don’t forget to smile,” Max said, smiling cheekily at her through the cracked door. “Be happy now. Keep studying those notes. You don’t know when that cupid will arrange for your wish to come true.”

“Aye, aye.” Clarice nodded her head. When she heard the door shut, she lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. Suddenly, something Max had said struck her.

Notes? What notes?

Ah, the presentation notes for her appearance this afternoon.

Clarice took out her stack of notes from her bag. Except, along with the presentation notes came flying the lists and doodles she’d written for her “quest for sperm research.”

Clarice’s face bloomed red as she shyly picked up the papers that had dropped to the floor.

How did these notes appear in her bag? Didn’t she hide them in the safety of her locked drawer?

Clarice cast her mind back to the time when her friends were deep in discussion mode on the hot topic of “mission capturing Anton’s sperm.” After that conversation, despite being truly adamant about not going down the path of the devil, her mind would not stop thinking about it. She’d bit her lips and flung all caution out the window to study the art of seduction, just so she could get Anton to sleep with her.

So the research was underway, without anyone knowing of course. She started reading romance novels, her favorite genre, but that didn’t really explain how to get a guy into bed at all. So she resorted to reading erotic romance, which was definitely not her genre, but for the sake of research, she had to take one for the team. It was her habit to read every night before going to bed, and she’d been doing so for the past week. In total, she’d read five books and had even taken comprehensive notes.