Page 75 of Secret Baby for Dr. Billionaire

There was nothing slow in how he undressed me in my room, but he made love to me so deliciously slowly that I was ecstatic when I came the third time.

Now we laid in tangled sheets naked, his hand wrapped around my shoulder while I stroked circles on his chiseled chest. He smelled of soap and a tinge of woodsy scent that was so faint he must have spritzed it in the afternoon.

We lay like that for a moment, listening to each other’s heartbeat, staring at the dark ceiling.

“Maggie came to my office today,” Ben said, ruining the silence that had enveloped us. I shifted my shoulders and gently stroked the sparse hair on his chest.

“Is that not a normal occurrence?”

“Her visiting me is.”

“What did she want?”

“She knows.” I didn’t know if I should be devastated with the information. But my movement halted, and so did Ben’s subtle caress on my bare upper arm. My heart skipped a beat when I looked up at Ben; his dark eyes met mine.

“About what?”

“About us.”

“Did you tell her?”

“No,” he whispered and sighed so deeply it was like he couldn’t believe it himself.

“Billy Anne did. She said she never shuts up about having a sister.”

“Billy Anne?” I doubt it.

“She’s spending too much time with my sister that she’s learning the guilty pleasure of gossiping,” Ben chuckled, and the vibration of it against my ears on his chest made my skin prickle. It was a sound I wouldn’t mind hearing every day.

“I’m sure she only wanted to talk about Sofi to someone.”

“Are you okay with it? About Maggie knowing?”

Was I?

After I met Ben’s sister and his mother, I didn’t feel any sort of tension. And on my end, I knew I was beyond ready for Sofi to meet them. My concern, though, was their possible reaction to the fact that Ben had another child, and they didn’t have a single clue.

“I think it’s high time that your family know. No more secrets.”

And I meant it. Ben said he loved me. And I was so relieved that he felt that way because it would’ve broken me if he didn’t. I couldn’t possibly continue living like this, with him around, and pretend like seeing him with other women wasn’t killing me.

“Are you sure?”

“I am.” I pushed myself up from the half embrace and straddled Ben in one swift move, planting a long, deep kiss against his lips.

“How about we get together for brunch on Saturday?”

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“Are you sure this isn’t too much?”

I ironed the tie-shoulder yellow sundress I picked for brunch the following Saturday. Billy Anne was wearing a blue asymmetrical peplum top and white shorts.

I thought it was a cute coincidence when we came out of the penthouse, and Sofi was wearing the exact shade of blue A-line dress her older sister was wearing. And that was when I felt a little too overdressed with the sleeveless dress.

But Ben had assured me on the drive to his mother’s house that Janice wasn’t the type to judge her based on her dress, and my attendance was more important than my shoulders.

“It’s not. You look beautiful. Billy Anne, doesn’t Chloe look beautiful?” Ben had parked the car a minute ago, and we were walking up toward the door to knock.

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