Billionaire Season 3: Summer Ablaze (Billionaire Season Trilogy) by Kimball Lee Page A
Authors: Kimball Lee
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honored and rewarded for your dedication, I’ll just be heading on back to my cozy little life and my lovely big house in town.”
Chapter Nine
William and Allie had married on Friday and they barely set foot out of bed until Monday morning. Even then William hated to leave her, but he had to go to his office sometime, so he promised they would plan a real honeymoon in the weeks to come. He couldn’t count the number of times they’d made love as man and wife— a lot —but it tugged at his heart to leave her beautiful, smiling face and the raging heat of her body as he kissed her once more and left her, content and smiling, resting among the feather pillows in their marriage bed.
As soon as Allie heard William’s car roar to life and fade into the distance she was out of bed and hugging the commode with Ginny right there beside her whispering that it was time to see the doctor.
“Ugh, how can I throw up this much when my stomach is empty? And you don’t have to whisper, Ginny, William’s gone to work already as you well know. You’re right, I should see a doctor and get a blood test or whatever it is they do before they say “Baby Warfield is definitely on its way!” I’m excited about this, Ginny, can I just go ahead and say it out loud? I’m having a baby, a little William or… who cares what it is, I’m happy!”
“I’m so glad for you Miss Allie, this is big news and it’s gonna be such a blessin’. Can I give you big ol’ hug?” Ginny said, and Allie embraced her like a dearly loved sister with both of them grinning and laughing like kids until Allie started retching again.
“That’s it, I’m gonna call Mr. William and get him back here to carry you to the doctor,” Ginny said, wetting a cloth with cool water and handing it to Allie who was so exhausted she stretched out with her cheek against the cold marble floor.
“No! I want it to be romantic and memorable when he finds out he’s gonna be a daddy. Call Miss Hawkins, she handles all his personal business. Call her, she’ll know what doctor I should see. Would you do that, Ginny, and get me some toast and tea, please?”
“Okay, sure I will. Let’s get you back into bed and I’m gonna call her up and say she better get over here quick, Miss Allie’s sick as a dog.”
And that’s exactly what she did.
*
By nightfall William was frantic. He’d returned home to find Ginny in tears, stammering and muttering that something must be terribly, terribly wrong. William had called Tanya and she and his entire office staff had manned the phones and checked every hospital and doctor’s office within a hundred mile radius of New Orleans but no one had seen or heard from Allie and or Beth Hawkins. The highway patrol had been notified and the police were called to the house along with Walden and Dr. Selig. Mae and William’s father were also making calls to every city and government official that might be able to aid in the search for the missing women. The police chief and several homicide detectives sat with Ginny in the kitchen and asked her to repeat the story she’d told William and to try and remember even the most insignificant detail. William and Walden paced the floor as she repeated her story and Walden knew he had never seen his older brother in such a pitiful state.
“Miss Allie wasn’t feeling too good this morning. She was up there in the bathroom after Mr. William left for work and she was retching and just awful sick, she’s been sick for a few days now in the mornings. I wasn’t s’posed to tell nobody but she sent me down to the drugstore the day of the wedding to pick her up a… a test. You know, one of them test kits that says positive or negative. Well, Miss Allie wanted it to be a romantic surprise for Mr. William, but she said she ought to go to a doctor and get a blood test to make sure, but I’ll go on and say that the very first test proved what we already knew, Miss Allie’s gonna have a
Chapter Nine
William and Allie had married on Friday and they barely set foot out of bed until Monday morning. Even then William hated to leave her, but he had to go to his office sometime, so he promised they would plan a real honeymoon in the weeks to come. He couldn’t count the number of times they’d made love as man and wife— a lot —but it tugged at his heart to leave her beautiful, smiling face and the raging heat of her body as he kissed her once more and left her, content and smiling, resting among the feather pillows in their marriage bed.
As soon as Allie heard William’s car roar to life and fade into the distance she was out of bed and hugging the commode with Ginny right there beside her whispering that it was time to see the doctor.
“Ugh, how can I throw up this much when my stomach is empty? And you don’t have to whisper, Ginny, William’s gone to work already as you well know. You’re right, I should see a doctor and get a blood test or whatever it is they do before they say “Baby Warfield is definitely on its way!” I’m excited about this, Ginny, can I just go ahead and say it out loud? I’m having a baby, a little William or… who cares what it is, I’m happy!”
“I’m so glad for you Miss Allie, this is big news and it’s gonna be such a blessin’. Can I give you big ol’ hug?” Ginny said, and Allie embraced her like a dearly loved sister with both of them grinning and laughing like kids until Allie started retching again.
“That’s it, I’m gonna call Mr. William and get him back here to carry you to the doctor,” Ginny said, wetting a cloth with cool water and handing it to Allie who was so exhausted she stretched out with her cheek against the cold marble floor.
“No! I want it to be romantic and memorable when he finds out he’s gonna be a daddy. Call Miss Hawkins, she handles all his personal business. Call her, she’ll know what doctor I should see. Would you do that, Ginny, and get me some toast and tea, please?”
“Okay, sure I will. Let’s get you back into bed and I’m gonna call her up and say she better get over here quick, Miss Allie’s sick as a dog.”
And that’s exactly what she did.
*
By nightfall William was frantic. He’d returned home to find Ginny in tears, stammering and muttering that something must be terribly, terribly wrong. William had called Tanya and she and his entire office staff had manned the phones and checked every hospital and doctor’s office within a hundred mile radius of New Orleans but no one had seen or heard from Allie and or Beth Hawkins. The highway patrol had been notified and the police were called to the house along with Walden and Dr. Selig. Mae and William’s father were also making calls to every city and government official that might be able to aid in the search for the missing women. The police chief and several homicide detectives sat with Ginny in the kitchen and asked her to repeat the story she’d told William and to try and remember even the most insignificant detail. William and Walden paced the floor as she repeated her story and Walden knew he had never seen his older brother in such a pitiful state.
“Miss Allie wasn’t feeling too good this morning. She was up there in the bathroom after Mr. William left for work and she was retching and just awful sick, she’s been sick for a few days now in the mornings. I wasn’t s’posed to tell nobody but she sent me down to the drugstore the day of the wedding to pick her up a… a test. You know, one of them test kits that says positive or negative. Well, Miss Allie wanted it to be a romantic surprise for Mr. William, but she said she ought to go to a doctor and get a blood test to make sure, but I’ll go on and say that the very first test proved what we already knew, Miss Allie’s gonna have a
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