The Billionaire and Me - Complete Series: BWWM Alpha Billionaire Romance
sub-rules had their own sub-rules?  Sub-sub rules?  How far could this even go?  I began to feel like Alice who was about to enter Wonderland.
     
    Blake originally had the idea of my idea being a little sub idea of his so that if it didn ’ t work out I wasn ’ t out a lot of money but only time.  I did appreciate the thought an idea.  Finding building space was not cheap and if it were done by my own money it would take far, far longer than I could hope for.  I needed the help and I was grateful to get it.  I knew Blake meant well and only wanted to help me.
     
    Still, I was bound and determined to make this happen and I wasn ’ t going to let some small roadblock stop me.  I was going to see this through or die trying.  I realized how clich é that was but that didn ’ t matter.
     
    I liked it that our relationship was on not just a physical state but also a mental and emotional.  I liked it that we thought alike and were able to communicate on more than one level together.  There was that maturity moment again …
     
    So far I had been able to successfully navigate through difficult family members and old girlfriends.  It was tempting to tease Blake over the fact that that we have had so much happen to us in such a short time by certain people.  I knew he would take the ribbing good naturedly, and would probably come back with a few of his own words, but maturity again kicked in so I decided not to discuss it.  Maturity certainly was beating me over the head today.  Bad maturity!  Bad!  Down!  No cookie!
     
    I was still at the desk when Blake came in.  I felt him put his strong hands on my shoulders and I knew he was smiling despite my not yet looking up at him.
     
    “ Anything exciting? ”  He asked and bent over to kiss the back of my head.
     
    “ Here are my plans!  Care to read them? ”  I asked.
     
    “ How about tomorrow?  Tonight is for the two of us. ”
     
     
     

Part Four
Chapter One
     
    As honey moons do end and plans were beginning it was time to get down to business.  It did feel a bit of a pity that the honey moon had ended.  Blake and I did enjoy our time when we were enjoying and experiencing our time together.
     
    It was really a pity that that wonderful time had ended and now it was back to hard work at our plans.  Dad always did say anything worth having or doing was worth working hard for.
     
    Days before I had spent time in the well-lit dining room with written out plans.  To one side of me had been the ones that had been reviewed and the non-reviewed on the other side.  At first I wondered how Blake was able to do this and keep his mind?  It was hard at first but I had remembered being told to start at one part and slowly work my way across the work.
     
    Between planning for the program to help the kids real life decided to get in the way.  It was good at doing that when one least expected it.
     
    Lucky for us it wasn ’ t someone from the past trying to wreak havoc and mayhem.  I think Blake and I both had enough of that in the past and probably even enough to last into the future as well.
     
    It did seem, however, that someone in the family was causing it.  Or more accurately put, someone soon to be in the family.
     
    I stared at the home pregnancy test with wide eyes.  Two pink lines stretched out across that white oval as clear as day.  At first it appeared to be just one line until the second came into view.  It was then I was thinking I should have gotten one that had clear text about what my current state was.  The first test I had ignored and rejected thinking I had been given a false positive.  There were or even are plenty of conditions that could create these.I didn ’ t think it was disease that could have created the signs.
     
    In the very beginning I had feelings of nausea and vomiting.  After a few days I felt fine, and blamed it on a case of the flu that had been going around.  It seemed everyone Blake and I knew

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