Surrogate For The Billionaire: A BWWM Pregnancy Romance Read Online Free PDF

forming
on his face.
    “I
don’t mean to worry you but this is sudden and I haven’t
really given thought to the part about it being my baby biologically.
I’m not sure why. I’ll sign it, but I’d just like
to mull it over a bit more before I do. Is that alright?”
Lateisha explained.
    Bryce
nodded, the dark frown still on his face. Hopefully her own
indecisive mind didn’t fuck up her chances.
    *****
    Bryce’s
mind was still reeling from the kiss, even a whole half hour later,
when Lateisha dropped the bomb about not signing the relinquishing of
parental rights form. His mood went from mildly embarrassed and light
to dark and second guessing. Maybe she wasn’t the right choice
after all? Sighing, he took the signed contracts from her
outstretched hand. This night was not going as planned. Why the fuck
did he kiss her? Well he knew why, she looked fucking sexy in the
short black dress and he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her
plunging neckline. But that wasn’t why they were there. He was
there to sign a business contract with her to carry his child and
already she was second guessing if she wanted to give the child up to
him. Running a hand through his hair, which he still needed to trim,
Bryce looked at Lateisha. For the first time he saw that she was
vulnerable. The look on her face after she asked him to give her time
made his chest clench. What was happening to him?
    “Sure,”
he answered again as she folded the paperwork and shoved it into her
purse. He had to stop himself from grabbing it from her to smooth it
out.
    “Are
you sure? You don’t look sure?” Lateisha asked, pulling
at her dress.
    Bryce
identified that as a nervous habit. How after only a week was he able
to know her that well?
    “Yes.
Take the time you need. I just wanted to get started right away with
the insemination so that the baby would be born this winter. I’m
planning on flying down to Florida to visit my father around that
time and I’d like him to be able to meet the baby.” Bryce
answered. A simple yes would have done but he had to tell her more
about himself. Keeping his distance and keeping this relationship
professional was proving harder than it seemed.
    “Thank
you so much. We can start the process if you’d like. I’ll
sign, I promise. I just need to absorb it that’s all.”
    They
ate in silence the rest of the dinner and Bryce picked up the check,
handing the waiter his credit card. From the corner of his eye he saw
Lateisha’s face. She looked a bit embarrassed or ashamed.
    “Are
you sure I can’t pay for my dinner?” She asked, smoothing
her skirt with fervor.
    “It’s
okay, honestly. This is part of the health clause, making sure you’re
fed well.” Bryce laughed.
    “Right.
Okay,” Lateisha said with a chuckle that sounded forced.
    They
gathered their things and exited the restaurant. Bryce’s car
pulled up to the curb and his driver, Gerry, stepped out.
    “Are
you ready, sir?” He asked, taking Bryce’s briefcase and
placing it into the car.
    “Not
just yet, Gerry,” Bryce answered.
    Lateisha
hung back, and he assumed she was planning on walking down the street
to the bus stop because her eyes kept drifting to where people sat
under the covered platform.
    “Would
you like a ride?” Bryce asked, stepping back to whisper in
Lateisha’s ear.
    He saw
her shiver and tried not to think about it being from their proximity
or the intimate way he whispered in her ear. But being that it was
mid August she wasn’t likely cold.
    “Uh,
no, I’m fine. I was just going to…”
    “Take
the bus?” Bryce finished for her.
    “Yes,”
she said her face to the ground.
    “Well,
considering you just signed a contract to keep your body safe from
harm I think it’s in your best interest to catch a ride with me
or be found in breach of contract.” Bryce added.
    Lateisha
laughed and Bryce ignored the way his heart and cock responded to the
sound.
    “But
I’m not pregnant yet so it’s not in