HIS: An Alpha Billionaire Romance (Part One) Read Online Free PDF

tried to will away the desire that was building so deep in my soul that it was quickly becoming an itch I would never be able to scratch, but that only made it worse. My only thought was: What would it be like to feel his hands all over my body? I quickly opened my eyes again. I couldn’t go there. It simply made no logical sense.
    “She means everything to me,” I said, refocusing on the question at hand.
    “She?”
    “The baby. I always call her she. I’m not sure why.”
    “You want a girl.”
    “I would be happy either way, as long as she’s healthy.”
    The truth was, though, that when I dreamt at night—I had the most vivid dreams ever since my pregnancy entered the second trimester—it was always a girl. A boy would be great, too, but I just felt like it was a girl. A little girl I could dress up and whose hair I could curl…I loved her so much already and she didn’t even have functioning lungs yet.
    “Why did you run? Was it your plan to run off with the baby all along?”
    I stared at him, shock making my heart pound so hard that my chest actually hurt for a second. I pulled away from him and stood.
    “I think you should go,” I said.
    “You have to understand that that would be my first assumption when I learned you were pregnant.”
    He sounded so reasonable that I had to stop and remind myself that he’d just accused me of fraud. I stood at the kitchen counter, my hand resting there as I tried to regain my emotional equilibrium.
    “Ana…”
    “My mother had just died. And then Aurora died like ten days later. The last thing on my mind was the surrogacy and everything that went along with it.”
    “But you found out at some point that the procedure had worked.”
    “Yes.” I glanced at him. He was still on the couch, watching me with both curiosity and concern. “But it didn’t seem to matter anymore. Aurora was gone and you never gave me the impression you were all that interested in this baby.”
    “Oh, but I am.” He stood up and approached me, his hands held out in front of him as though he was trying to show he meant no harm. “I just couldn’t let Aurora know how much it meant to me. She might have changed her mind, or taken off with you and the baby.”
    “You really were afraid of her, weren’t you?”
    A flash of anger crossed his face at that. “Not afraid. Just…aware.”
    I leaned back against the counter, not sure I could trust my judgment any more. He seemed so sincere in everything he’d said tonight. Yet, he seemed to blaming everything on Aurora—and that confused me. Could I really trust him? Could I believe what he was saying about Aurora even though it went against everything I’d seen and experienced in the time leading up to this child’s conception? And what about those kisses we’d shared when he was married to Aurora? What kind of man did that make him? What kind of woman did that make me?
    His expression softened as he approached me. I saw things in his eyes that made me want to trust him, things I thought were sincere. But did I know him well enough to know that?
    “You scare me,” I said softly.
    His gaze didn’t move, his eyes studying mine so intently I felt like he could see everything going on inside my head.
    “You scare me, too,” he admitted.
    “You don’t strike me as someone who’s scared of anything.”
    He laughed softly. “You scare me. I’ve never wanted a woman as intensely as I want you.” He moved closer to me, but still he didn’t touch me. “And I want this.” He held his hand just an inch from my belly.
    “You’re used to having your way.”
    “I’m a determined fellow.”
    “Arrogant.”
    “I like things to be orderly.”
    “Bossy.”
    “And I love how you taste.”
    I had nothing to say to that, so I just stared at him. I felt suddenly parched and ran my tongue over my lips to moisten them. He made a sound, and I froze.
    “You’re driving me crazy, you know that?” he said in a raspy voice.
    He reached