Just a Sham (Billionaire Secrets #2), page 26
“We need you down here, boss.”
I didn’t ask for details. If one of my men needed me, I needed to go. I didn’t have a successful security company that was just acquired by Saint Security by slacking off. I oversaw the company’s west coast operations, which meant I was on-call 24/7, 365.
“On my way.” I caught Dane as I entered the house and apologized for having to leave.
The rest of the day, I worked with my men on a security detail involving an out-of-state senator visiting the area to fundraise in advance of running for president. But it was hard to focus since all I could think about was Lane. God what I’d do to talk to her again. I’d love to run away and spend a glorious week like she and I had spent ten years ago.
When I arrived back at the beach-front bungalow I rented until I decided where I wanted to settle, I poured a drink and went to sit on the deck.
Lane. Sweet, funny, sexy, sassy, Lane. Today she looked the same, but her demeanor was different. Was her life hard now? Had the last ten years doused the flame that had burned bright in her? What a fucking shame that would be.
One thing was for certain; I had to find her again. I’d walked away ten years ago believing it was the right thing to do. She’d been so young. Almost too young. I’d been twenty-six to her eighteen years. But being around her had felt too good not to indulge it.
For all I knew, I’d be dead on my next deployment, so why not enjoy the company and body of a smart, fun, sexy woman? And boy did I enjoy it.
We laughed and fucked all through the week. She’d given me the precious gift of her love, her sweetness, and her virginity. And if I was honest with myself, I loved her back.
I downed my drink, knowing that my feelings for her was another reason I left without knowing more about her, like her last name. I couldn’t afford to love. Not in my career. Not when I knew how much damage love could do to a heart. That hadn’t changed, which meant I shouldn’t hunt her down. I should leave her in the past, part of wonderful memories. After all, she didn’t seem too happy to see me. I didn’t want to sully my memories by having her act differently towards me now.
I downed my drink and let out a sigh resigned to let her go once again.
Thank you for reading Lucy and Ethan’s story. Lane and Archer get their very own story soon. While, I’m busy writing that, I encourage you to read Dane and Bridget’s story here and Lizzie and Troy’s story here. Both these stories are so heartwarming, you’ll be left satisfied and swooning.
I started toward the restroom, but couldn’t go in. I couldn’t be pregnant. It was silly to worry about it. I went back to my desk to work.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t concentrate on work because the pregnancy test in my purse called to me.
“Fine. I’ll take it.” I grabbed my purse and went to a bathroom away from the marketing department and Dane.
I locked the door with shaky hands. What would I do if it was positive? What would Dane do?
I read and followed the instructions, and then waited for what felt like an eternity. It took an enormous amount of strength to finally look at the little stick.
Two pink lines.
Panic slid up my spine. I grabbed the box hoping I misread the results. Two lines had to mean not pregnant, right? Wrong.
Oh God. I was pregnant with my boss’s baby. My dad would kill me if he knew. Dane was going to freak out.
Continue reading TWIN SECRETS, Dane and Bridget’s story here.
TWIN SECRETS (EXCERPT)
DESCRIPTION
It was tortuous to work for my dad’s best friend.
When I say torturous, I mean that I had to tear my eyes away from his chiseled abs and gorgeous jawline.
Until I just couldn’t…
Dane is a former SEAL turned CEO.
Oh, how I wish CEOs weren’t that irresistible.
As a self-made woman who never used her daddy’s resources, I have a ton of pride.
I would never risk my career by sleeping with my boss.
I would never destroy my reputation by falling into bed with my dad’s best friend.
Or so I thought.
Yes, I did those exact things but that’s not even the worst part.
I’ve got a bigger problem to deal with.
Not one but two problems.
I’m having his twins… And I’m effectively panicking.
Am I about to lose my heart, my career, and my sanity all at once?
PROLOGUE: BRIDGET (JET)
I’ve experienced shocking events in my life before. Like when I was eleven and my mother moved me from New York to California, dropping me off with the father I’d never met at his construction site. Lucky for me, he was a great dad, and his wife was more maternal than my mother.
But I wasn’t prepared for the shock of walking into my father’s house and discovering my boss, the man I was having sex with and falling for, was my dad’s best friend. In fact, it was a little creepy to think I was sleeping with a man old enough to be my father. I’d never thought of the nineteen-year age difference between me and Dane before. But seeing him talk about the old days with my dad was weird.
Beyond the awkwardness was the realization that as much as I tried to keep my father out of my business, including getting me a job, he had in fact done that. I’d used my last name from before my dad gave me his just to be sure no potential boss asked if I was related to Troy Manion.
This was why I should have stayed in Northern California instead of coming home after college. But I’d missed my sisters and brother, and maybe my dad and his wife Lizzy, too.
I plastered on a smile after the shock of seeing Dane and did my best to celebrate Lizzy’s birthday with no problems. The same old friends were here; Ryker and Nina Williams with their kids, Zach and Elena Clarke and their kids, Giorgio and Marilyn Spanos with their kids, and Claude and Felicia Monroe and their kids. Along with my dad and Lizzy’s four kids, it looked like a child’s day camp around the pool.
There were two new members of my parents’ friend group; the aforementioned Dane MacLeod, dad’s buddy from when they were kids, and Theo Newberry, the pro-football player who last season was injured. He wasn’t married, but he wasn’t single either, as he had a girlfriend who hadn’t been able to attend for reasons I didn’t know.
I busied myself helping corral the kids or serve food, but all the time I seethed that my father went behind my back to get me a job with his long-time friend. I wondered what he’d think about the fact that I’d fucked his friend…many times in many places, in many positions?
What did it say about Dane that he fucked me many times in many places, in many positions?
I shook my head. Dane looked shell-shocked too. Maybe he didn’t know.
Ugh.
I gathered plates to bring back to the kitchen, annoyed thoughts whirling around in my head. I hated that my father butted in. I was a grown-ass woman now. If Dane didn’t know, that at least told me that I earned the job on my merit, not on my father’s name.
Indignation replaced annoyance. I was a woman. A woman with a career. If I want to fuck Dane, I should be able to. We were consenting adults.
I made my way over to Dane, who was talking with Theo. Dane’s gaze tracked me and it was all I could do not to smirk because I knew that look. My body tingled from the memory of that look. He spun away.
When I reached them, I smiled sweetly. “Can you lend me a hand, Dane?”
He glanced over at my father. “What do you need?”
“Come inside and help me with these.”
He glanced around and probably noticed that everyone was outside. He’d be alone with me inside, so he surprised me when he said, “Sure.”
He took some plates from me and followed me back into the house.
I put my stack in the sink and gripped the edge of the counter with my fingers.
“Why didn’t you tell me—” We spoke at the same time.
I looked up at him. “Tell you what?”
He leaned close and spoke low. “That you’re Troy’s kid.”
Anger flared. “I’m not a kid. I think you know that.”
He winced. “Jesus, fuck…” He turned away, running his fingers through his hair.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were his friend?” I asked.
The sliding door opened. I turned to do the dishes as my dad walked in. He grinned when he saw us. “My kid is great, isn’t she? I’m glad you’re able to get to know her.”
I held back a retort about Dane knowing me…in the biblical sense.
Dane cleared his throat. “Yes.”
I closed my eyes, praying for strength.
My dad kissed me on the cheek. “I’m so glad you moved back home, baby girl.”
I clenched my teeth, wanting to remind him I wasn’t a baby or a girl.
He picked up a platter of meat. “I was disappointed when she decided to transfer from UCLA up to UC Berkeley, but now she’s back.”
“You and your friends were just upset that you didn’t have me around to babysit your broods.” I scrubbed a plate, taking my frustration out on the food particles.
“You know that’s not true. I’m so proud of you. I’ve got to get these grilled up.” He left Dane and me alone.
“He’s why you hired me, right?” I said when my father was out of earshot.
He seemed genuinely shocked, but what were the odds that I’d get a job with my dad’s friend without my dad’s intervention?
“You’re joking, right?” he said incredulously. “If I’d known you were Troy’s kid—daughter, I’d have never—”
I whirled on him. “Hired me? Fucked me?”
His head swiveled around like he was waiting for my father to kick his ass, which he surely would, although as an ex-SEAL, Dane wouldn’t suffer much.
“Both.”
I jerked back. “If you’d known, you wouldn’t have hired me?”
He let out a nervous laugh. “That’s the thing you pick up on? Not the fucking part?”
“Yeah. Why wouldn’t you have hired me?”
He leaned in close. “Because I wanted to fuck you and you don’t fuck your friend’s daughter.”
Heat rushed through my body. It was betraying me. I was mad, upset, but my body wanted his touch.
I pushed away and headed up to my room, wanting more now than ever to find my own place. I was about to shut the door when a powerful hand stopped it.
“Bridget.” Dane didn’t push his way in, but neither did he let me shut the door.
“What?” I left the door and went to sit on my bed.
He stepped in, looking around my room. My anger turned to mortification. My room looked the same as it had when I left for college; pink walls decorated with fairy lights and pictures of rock stars. So much for being an adult.
“I swear. I didn’t know about your relation to Troy. He always called you Jet. And you have a different last name. How could I know?”
He had a point. And despite the attraction, he didn’t seem like the type of guy who’d betray his best buddy since they were kids.
He squatted down in front of me. “I’m sorry.”
“For what? For fucking me?”
He looked down for a moment, which I took as his answer. He lifted his head. “No. God help me; I should be sorry for that.”
My body tingled again.
“I’m sorry that I put you in this situation.”
Thankfully, anger flared over the tingles. “You didn’t. Not any more than I did. I hate it that my dad thinks I’m still a kid. I don’t need it from you too. I make my own decisions, get into my own predicaments.”
He nodded. “I wasn’t implying that you’re a child. I know you’re not. You’re smart and creative and…”
“And what?”
“And something that’s no longer appropriate for me to say.” He stood up, and it occurred to me that from now on things would be different between me and Dane, but I didn’t want that. My father didn’t have to change anything as long as he didn’t know.
“You’re strong and brave and loyal and…” I hesitated, not sure if I was being too impulsive.
He arched a brow. “And what?”
“Sexy.” I reached out and cupped him through his jeans.
“Bridget.” I heard the wariness, but he didn’t step back or push my hand away.
Emboldened, I undid the button of his jeans, sliding the zipper down, and freeing his dick.
“Bridget…we can’t.”
I sucked the tip of his dick into my mouth.
“Ah fuck.”
I glanced up to see him drop his head back. His fingers laced through my hair.
“I’m going to hell.”
If that was the case, I was going to make sure he had an orgasm that would make going to hell worth it.
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A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR
It all started with Troy and Lizzie!
This is why I wanted to try and resist the hot maid of honor at my best friend’s wedding…
That one hook-up led to one huge decision.
And then a complication that neither of us were prepared for.
Look, I’m a single dad and raising an 11-year-old is not easy. (Yep, that’s Bridget)
Lizzie came into my life at a time when I needed her.
When my daughter needed her.
Yes, it was tough to keep my hands off her gorgeous curves.
And it was even harder to ask her to be my fake wife.
But it’s what I had to do.
Besides, the way Lizzie squirms under me has me going crazy.
I’m aware that I’ve created one hell of a mess.
But a part of me feels that this mess is worth the trouble.
Especially if it leads to my fake wife turning into a real one…
Read Troy and Lizzie’s story here.
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Contents
Copyright
Also by Ajme Williams
Description
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Epilogue
Extended Epilogue
Twin Secrets (Excerpt)
Description
Prologue: Bridget (Jet)
A Note from the Author
About the Author
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