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Book 2: A Baby For My Billionaire Bad Boy Daddy
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My Billionaire Baby Daddy Wants Me Back chapter 2
Isabella"Honey, it's just rain.""But it's loud," Leo's tiny voice murmurs over the phone.I rub my hand over my eyes. "Why don't you wake Abuela?""She's sleeping," he says emphatically. "Snoring. Her snoring scares me.""Leo, Mami's at work, okay? You crawl into bed with Abuela and she'll protect you from the rain, okay?" Curse these rare desert rains. They scare the crap out of kids and dogs alike. Of course, it had to happen in the middle of my shift too when I only have a couple of minutes. "You're brave, Leo. You went all the way to the kitchen to get Abuela's phone, didn't you?""Yeah," he says, fear still in his voice.I smile, tucking myself further into the alcove to avoid the eyes of a passing nurse who might tattle on me to hospital administration for taking a call during my shift. "Then you can face anything. A storm? That's nothing."There's a roll of thunder outside, loud enough that I can hear it outside the hospital and through the phone. Leo cries out."Hey, listen,
My Billionaire Baby Daddy Wants Me Back chapter 3
RexI pinch my eyes open and groan. My ribs feel like they've been pummeled."Hey, buddy. You awake?"I turn to look in the direction of the voice. "Blaise. What the hell are you doing here?"My friend, Blaise O'Malley, smiles brightly. "I'm your emergency contact!""Oh. Right." Men over thirty shouldn't have the drummers of their bands as an emergency contact. "What time is it?""Four."I glance out the window. It's dark. "In the morning?""You betcha," he says, nodding once, his red hair flopping out of place."You drove out here at four in the morning to..." I begin.Blaise shrugs. "Well, I got the call at, like, one. And I was awake anyway, so –"I chuckle. Even smiling hurts. Shit. "Dirty son of a bitch."Blaise's eyes widen. "No, it was – I was working on a new –""Giving you a hard time, B," I cut him off. Blaise, of all my bandmates, lives the least rocker lifestyle of us all. Sure, he's a fucking badass drummer and can fly off the handle if the spirit calls him. But he disapp
My Billionaire Baby Daddy Wants Me Back chapter 4
Isabella“You have to go talk to him, Isabella,” Amina says from behind the door of my locker.I pull my scrubs on and sigh. “That’s not in my job description.”“Being thanked for saving a man’s life?!”I slam my locker door and shake my head. “Nope.”“Come on, your shift doesn’t start for another fifteen minutes. Just a quick conversation,” Amina says with the eagerness of a little girl who thinks unicorns exist.I cross my arms over my chest. “Not happening.” I’m not going to tell her that a conversation like that is going to last way more than fifteen minutes.“He’s famous, Isabella.”“Is he?” I ask.“Don’t be an ass. You know him. Black Flame. The band.”I pretend to be nonplussed.Amina gapes at me. “You know them.”I shake my head.“Come on! ‘Hold My Hand’? ‘Freak and Fire’? ‘Jumper Judy’?”I know all of those songs. “Hm. No.”“Shut up. You at least know ‘Yelling From the Bottom of a Hole’.”I laugh. Because I laugh every time I hear the name of that song.“It goes like –“ Amina
My Billionaire Baby Daddy Wants Me Back chapter 5
Five Years AgoHe noticed the birthday girl from the stage while he and the band played a cover of "Kickstart My Heart". He knew it was her birthday because of the crappy dollar store sash across her front painted with the words "Birthday Girl" scrawled in pink glitter across it.But the sash was soon forgotten when he laid eyes on the rest of her. Long dark hair, a lush garden of waves, tan skin, and holy shit, those curves. She had a body no man could resist.And she was watching him too, sipping on a drink, surrounded by her friends who were all chatting and giggling.She was staring at him.Not a hard feat considering he was the frontman of the band and the bar was so small and their sound was so loud. Still. Her gaze made him so nervous his palms started to sweat and his fingers tickled. He played the rest of the set on the brink, afraid he might mess up the next chord, the next lyric.They closed with "Yelling From the Bottom of a Hole," the one song anyone in this bar might act
My Billionaire Baby Daddy Wants Me Back chapter 6
RexFour days in this wretched hospital. And I’ve only gotten to see Isabella the one time she walked into my hospital room. I’ve been taking walks around my floor, rolling my IV along with me, hoping I might run into her which is a fruitless endeavor considering I’m in recovery and she spends all her time down in the ER.Still… it’s all I can do right now without begging a nurse or Amina to get her to come back and see me. I already got her there under the guise of saying “thank you”. I haven’t yet come up with another brilliant reason to get her to come back.The thing is, I don’t blame her for keeping her distance. I was hasty and overeager. I thought that’s what made me charming back in the day.Not to mention, the way we left things was definitive. Never again. A relationship lost to time.I can’t account for serendipity, though, can I?I feel a hand on my shoulder. “Hey, hey, hey, slow down, champ.”I shoot an annoyed glare at my manager, Mickey, who has taken Blaise’s place as
My Billionaire Baby Daddy Wants Me Back chapter 7
Isabella“Mrs. Delgado, I just wanted to call about your son’s test results,” a woman’s voice croons through my phone speaker.I’m too nervous to correct her that it’s not missus Delgado but doctor. “Okay. Excellent,” I say, my heart beating faster.“Is now a bad time?”“No, it’s a great time,” I say, shifting my phone to my shoulder and digging through my purse for my car keys. I’ve been waiting on pins and needles for this phone call for days, I’m not about to stop just because I’m walking out of the hospital to my car. “I’m all ears.”“Well, I’m pleased to inform you –’Yes.“Leo’s passed with flying colors. He’s a very bright boy. We think he’d be a great addition to next year’s class.”I breathe a sigh of relief. “That’s… that’s wonderful.”The woman I’m speaking to is the headmistress of Tremain Day School, one of the only non-religiously affiliated private schools in the county. My mother wants Leo to attend a Catholic school, of course. To that, I said, “Heck no,” since “hell”
My Billionaire Baby Daddy Wants Me Back chapter 8
"Like I'm his father?!" he yells, leaning over the console toward me.Our eyes lock."Don't you dare yell at me," I say in a soft, unforced way. "You can be angry with me, but you know I won't be spoken to like that."Rex rests a hand on the dashboard. "I don't know you at all, Isabella."He's right. We are strangers. One month together five years ago doesn't mean we know each other.And yet my heart breaks. That time of my life, that month, felt untouchable. A perfect crevice of time before life got really real.Now, Rex is back. And everything is different."You were a kid," I say, finally."I was twenty-six.""Yeah," I say. "A kid."Rex scoffs. "Don't act like because you were a few years older than me that meant we were so different.""Rex, we were different! You were literally about to become famous. Don't tell me you would have sacrificed any of your dreams to deal with an unplanned pregnancy," I reply.These are all facts I'm telling him. Not assumptions. We both know that it w
My Billionaire Baby Daddy Wants Me Back chapter 9
RexI rake my hand through my hair one more time, the gift bag knocking me in the head as I do so. Don't have enough hands for the flowers, the present, and a last-minute touch-up to the hair. Can't help it though. Force of habit.I'm standing at the front door of Isabella's house which is a short drive from the motel I'm staying at for the next week. Maybe longer if things go well and, damn, I hope they do.Though all the houses in the subdivision look about the same, Isabella's sticks out because the door has been painted green and a big crucifix hangs on it. I can almost hear the squabble that must have gone down between Isabella and Marisol over it.I lift my finger to the doorbell but don't press it.There's no way to prepare for a moment like this. I mean, I've tried. I made sure to get some nicer clothes than the bag of Walmart bullshit Mickey picked up for me when I was leaving the hospital, spent a profound amount on the flowers for Marisol, and the gift for Leo. I know nothi
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