Surrogate For The Billionaire: A BWWM Pregnancy Romance

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such an ass to her after what they just shared? It was amazing. But
at the same time it was stupid. He couldn’t promise her
anything, not right now. He was too busy, and had too much on his
plate. Keeping the relationship all business was best. After the baby
came, she could move out and do whatever it was that she wanted to
do. Bryce wouldn’t care. At least he would try not to. He
couldn’t. Sighing, he rubbed a hand over his stubbly face, the
five o’clock shadow rasping as he went. Since he met Lateisha
he wasn’t always as put together as he used to be and he wasn’t
sure how he felt about that.
    “If you’re ready, I can take you home,” Bryce
said, turning towards Lateisha.
    She looked smaller and more fragile than usual, her eyes were
downcast. Bryce felt like an asshole, but making sure Lateisha knew
now that what happened between them couldn’t, wouldn’t happen again, was important to him.
    Lateisha shook her head and cleared her throat. “I’m
fine. I’ll catch the bus,” she said, gathering her purse
from the floor and heading to the door.
    Fuck!
    Why did he care so much? This was supposed to be a simple business
deal but nothing about this was simple.
    “Lateisha, wait!” Bryce yelled, jogging to catch her
before she entered the elevator.
    “What?” She asked, the sheen of unshed tears in her
eyes.
    “At least let my driver bring you home. I’ll have him
come to collect you and your things to move into the penthouse
tomorrow morning.”
    Lateisha sighed heavily, turning her head up to the ceiling for a
moment. “I didn’t realize you still wanted me to move
in.”
    Bryce moved closer, and despite everything he just told himself he
cupped her cheek. She flinched and backed away. Bryce dropped his
hand.
    “You could still be pregnant. If we find out that you aren’t
in two weeks, you can move out and I’ll void the contract,”
he said, regret gripping his heart. Why was it so hard to let her go?
    Lateisha nodded. “Okay. But can I ride home alone. I need some
time,” she said with pleading eyes.
    Bryce nodded and she turned and stepped into the elevator. He had a
horrible feeling he just lost her forever and until now he didn’t
even know he wanted her.
    *****
    Lateisha waited until she was in the back of the limo before she
cried. Why did she give in and let her body get away from her mind?
Bryce looked disgusted with what happened afterwards. It was probably
that he couldn’t believe he lowered himself to have sex with a
woman without direction who worked in a fast food restaurant. He said
it himself right before. She wasn’t good enough for him, but
she must be good enough to carry his baby. Fighting back another sob,
Lateisha covered her mouth. This wasn’t like her, she didn’t
cry; especially not over a man. But Bryce wasn’t just any man.
Lateisha did what she had to do to get by, just like her mother
taught her. But lately all she wanted was to see Bryce. That
revelation set off a new round of crying and it went that way until
she got home. Lateisha thanked Gerry as she stepped out and he told
her he’d be back tomorrow. Lateisha groaned at the idea of
moving in with Bryce but knew she didn’t have a choice. Once
this baby was born, she was gone. For some reason the idea of leaving
Bryce left her heart aching.
    Slipping into her apartment, Lateisha checked to see if Becky was
home. Relieved that she seemed to be out for the night, Lateisha
showered and slipped into bed, hoping that when she woke up the silly
notion of being with Bryce was dissipated from her head.
    *****
    Lateisha’s move in to Bryce’s house went without
incident. He gave her a room on the other side of his penthouse,
probably so he didn’t have to see her. But it was just as well
for her, because then she didn’t have to be reminded of that
disastrous night. The days seemed to go by quickly, with work and her
new found job hunting and before Lateisha knew it, two weeks had
passed. Today was her

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