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Carrying the Billionaire's Baby

When Danica Winters, a beautiful young woman struggling to make ends meet, discovers that her sister owes money to a dangerous mobster, she will do whatever it takes to save her. Danica becomes the surrogate for Dax Ryan, an alluring billionaire, and though their deal is strictly business, the lines between them begin to blur. Danica will realize that becoming the surrogate for a billionaire can lead to dangerous complications…and new love. “When my eyes opened, I found myself wrapped into a warm embrace. I tried to recall what had happened. I looked around and saw I was in my bed. I didn’t remember getting back here all by myself. Who had put me in my bed? How long had I been sleeping for? Hopefully it hadn’t been that long. That’s when it all came flooding back to me. I had been very lightheaded and weak before I had fainted. But that wasn’t everything that had occurred. A realization hit me when I looked over. Dax lay beside me in my bed and was sleeping soundly. This was very cozy and kind of romantic for us. We weren’t a couple but his closeness affected my every nerve. I appreciated what he had done regardless. He just kept surprising me with showing other parts of himself that other people didn’t see. I was curious if I’d eventually see every side he had. He was so caring to have helped me out in that horrible condition I was in. I was grateful that he had caught me before I fell earlier. That could have been quite the accident if I had been alone.” Carrying the Billionaire’s Baby is created by Katrina Guerin, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Katrina Guerin · Urban
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50 Chs

Chapter 23: Lunch Date

The rest of the drive made me nervous. My heart wouldn’t quit racing at the speed of light. I also felt my palms starting to sweat.

I hoped that Dax couldn’t tell how I was feeling. He continued to drive without a care in the world. I still hoped that

this was only a friendly lunch. I may have been jumping to conclusions. A man and a woman could have a meal without it meaning something more.

I tried to distract myself and attempted to talk with Dax. “So, can I have a hint at where we’re going?”

Dax shook his head and replied, “I’m afraid I can’t do that.”

“Are we even close to it?”

“We’ll be there in a few minutes. Someone seems excited to get there.”

“I’m just dying to know where we’re going. You’re being too mysterious.”

Dax chuckled a little and said, “I thought women liked mystery.”

How could he say something like that so casually? I had no idea how to respond to his comment.