Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27572 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27572 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
You’re so silly for falling in love, Avalon, the voice in my head chides. You know that’s not supposed to happen.
But it did, so don’t blame her, the other voice in my mind retorts. It’s natural because what woman could resist Liam Carrington, sexy trillionaire CEO?
It’s true, and I smile happily. Still, tonight was a special night because I actually cooked the food myself, and have something incredible to share. Liam and I use birth control, but protection is never perfect, and we’ve slipped up once or twice. But I’m young and fertile, and he’s a virile alpha male, and the unexpected happened because I’m now pregnant with his baby! I took a home pregnancy test yesterday, and couldn’t believe my eyes at the two pink stripes. Then, I took another test, and another, just to be sure, but they all came back positive. I am definitely expecting the CEO’s child.
To be honest, I’m not sure how he’d react because he already has two daughters. I have yet to meet Madison or Ellie, but I’m sure they’re sweet girls. Liam hasn’t said much about their mothers either, but I know he’s an integral part of his daughters’ lives.
But still. Disappointment sits heavy in my heart at his absence because I really wanted to tell Liam about the pregnancy. I wanted to make it special too, so I’m already decked out in a sparkly demi-bra and matching g-string, with the special stilettos that look like they have heels made of crystal. But the man isn’t coming home anytime soon, and so I pull on my silky robe before carefully placing one of the pregnancy tests right next to his plate. He often eats after getting home, and I know he’ll see it. Then I march upstairs, determined to get my beauty sleep because I’m an expectant mama and I need to take especial care of myself … after all, I’m shielding Liam Carrington’s baby inside my belly now.
8
Avalon
Oddly, I didn’t hear Liam come in last night, although the sheets next to me were tangled, indicating that he slept there. His pillow was depressed and the closet door was open, so he definitely came home, got undressed, got in bed, and then left again for work. But I suppose I was sleeping the sleep of the dead, and maybe Liam didn’t want to disturb me. Maybe pregnant ladies just conk out more, since we’re tired from gestating a child inside. The memory warms me again to know that I’m expecting a Carrington child.
But still, why didn’t Liam wake me? Usually, he pulls me close to that huge form, my back against his broad chest, and I sigh with contentment. Then, I’ll feel something nudge against the softness of my thighs and before I realize it, that massive shaft is penetrating my wetness, my body obeying the command of Liam’s more powerful one. More than once, I’ve fallen asleep straight after too, and woken in the morning to find his semen sticky on my thighs. It’s a wonderful way to begin the day, and I always smile like a Cheshire Cat, knowing that I’ve pleased my man.
But this morning, Liam was nowhere to be seen and there was no telltale wetness on my thighs so I know we didn’t make love in the grey light of dawn. Puzzled, I got up and got dressed, before putting his mysterious absence out of my head. Then, I ate a solitary breakfast downstairs before retreating to the library to peruse my latest thriller.
The story is amazing actually. It’s about a housemaid who works for a young suburban couple in Paris. Unfortunately, everything’s not as it seems with the perfect couple, and … dun, dun, dun… there’s a murder! I read raptly, consuming the pages at quicksilver pace while eating bonbons and sipping on herbal tea. Then, my phone rings, and I pick up. It’s an unknown caller, but I know that Liam uses a special service that jumbles his number so that it's undetectable. He doesn’t always want people to know it’s the CEO on the other side.
“Hello?” I ask, slightly breathless.
“Is this Avalon Leigh?” a pleasant male voice speaks. Oh, it’s not Liam, and immediately, walls come up.
“Yes, this is Avalon. Who’s this?”
“My name is Jimmy Warren, and I’m Mr. Carrington’s personal attorney. He may have spoken of me in the past?”
I pause.
“No, in fact he hasn’t mentioned you,” I say in a guarded voice. “Why?”
“Well, I’m calling on behalf of Mr. Carrington. I understand that you’re expecting his child.”
My eyes widen because how would he know? Duh, because Liam must have told him. My fingers white-knuckle on my cell as my heart begins to pound. Why is Liam’s personal lawyer calling me about my pregnancy? This can’t be good.
“Yes, I’m expecting a baby with Mr. Carrington,” I say in a tense voice. “Why?”