An Heir At Any Price: The Billionaire's Obsession - Contemporary Romance by Forbidden Fruit Press Page B

yourself.”
     
    She looked hurt, or maybe just shocked
that I would speak to her that way. I felt bad about hurting her
feelings by the way I’d said it, but I didn’t regret what I said.
She seems to forget sometimes that we’re not actually a couple and
that we’re not making a family together. It was all in black and
white in the contract.
     
    “I’m sorry for snapping at you,” I
said, hoping that would appease her.
     
    “It’s fine,” she said. “You’re right;
it’s your child and your business.” She didn’t seem like it was
fine and as she spoke I felt even worse about hurting her. I was
really not an ass. I just wanted…no; I needed to keep things
pragmatic. Her lips were pursed in a defensive way and I couldn’t
help thinking about how sweet they always tasted. A sensation
passed through my body and although I knew I should leave it alone
for now so that she didn’t continue to get the wrong idea, I was
compelled to kiss her. I covered the small space between us in one
step and had her in my arms, kissing her, feeling her warm body
against mine in two thrilling seconds.

When we came up for air she said, “What was that about?”
     
    “Foreplay,” I told her. I was trying
to be cute and charming but she furrowed her brow like she didn’t
understand. “I was thinking of a long day at the beach, lunch in a
nice restaurant and then a marathon of baby making sex when we get
back…so that was foreplay.”
     
    She smiled, but it looked forced. I
saw something pass across her eyes and I wished for the first time
that I knew what she was thinking. I told myself it didn’t matter,
like the way I plan to raise my child; her thoughts were not my
business. We had a contract and she signed it. I signed it and I
hope that we both intended to honor it.
     

 
     
    HOLLY
     
     
    We did go home that night
and make love for hours. I suppose to protect my heart, I should
just refer to it as baby-making sex the way that Aiden does. It’s hard for me to see
it that way. When we’re alone in that bed together he’s so sweet
and tender and I hesitate to say it…loving. He’s a very unselfish
lover and I shudder to think of the trail of broken hearts he had
likely left in his wake.
     
    But, I told myself, no
matter how sweet it was, the next morning I always wake up alone.
During the day I can tell that he’s doing all he can to keep our
relationship on a business level. The day at the beach when he kissed me I
was shocked because he usually didn’t do that out of the blue. All
of our affection is usually relegated to the bedroom. I had to
wonder if he was only feeling guilty about snapping at me, or if he
was beginning to have real feelings as well. I hated to admit it,
but I was hoping for the latter. He was very good at guarding his
feelings and I also had to wonder how good that was going to be
when he had a child and he was the only parent. I did hope he knew
that the child was not going to be content or even healthy if the
only attention and affection he was getting was from the staff . I hoped he
knew he wasn’t going to be able to treat that child like a
possession…like something he’d paid for…which he did. After the way
he snapped at me though, I suppose I should remember to keep those
opinions to myself.
     
    It was Monday morning now and time for
my weekly visit to the doctor. I was sitting in his lobby, flipping
through a magazine, but not really seeing it. It had been two
straight months and there was only one week during that time when
we hadn’t had sex at least once a night. That was during my
menstrual cycle. Other than that it was anywhere from one to three
times a night. Sometimes he was insatiable and I almost couldn’t
keep up with him. It was another reason I was able to lie to myself
and believe that he felt something for me…who has that much sex
with someone they don’t care for?
     
    “Miss Valentine?” The nurse brought me
out of my reverie. “Dr. Lewis is