Baby With The Billionaire

Chapter 17: Apologies

Jade's POV

Today was the day we would go over the plans for the nursey. Since it was too early to tell, Kyle and I

decided that white would be the perfect colour. That way when the baby is born we wouldn't have to

worry about the colour of the room since it would be a very neutral colour.

He was certain that the baby is a boy but I can't wait to prove him wrong. I just know that it's going to

be a girl but for Kyle sake, I will refer to my little girl as he.

We sat across from each other. Each of us searching the internet to see the different patterns and style

we could use. We also that we'd make two same nurseries. One in his penthouse and the other in

mine. This way the baby won't realize the change in environment. We decided that when the baby

reached a certain age he'll spend some nights with Kyle and the others with me. It seemed like the best

way to have each parent involve and it wasn't like we would in different towns.

"Found one." I lifted my head and Kyle was handing his Ipad to me. I accept and look at what was

showing on the screen. Awful, I didn't like this at all.

"You don't like it do you," he said and rolled his eyes.

"Am I that easy to read?"

"Only to me," he said with a smirk. Kyle and I were friends now. The relationship sometimes still get a

little awkward because of the sexual tension that was in the air but we both ignore it. We decided that

what's best for the baby is to have two parents who were friends and if I was sleeping with Kyle it would

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"Well, it's just that I want something soft. Something that looked homely. Something sweet."

"Yeah, and I can't offer that."

I lift my hands and shake it. "No, No. You are sweet, soft and homely. It's just.." I couldn't find the words

to say.

"I'm an asshole."

I sigh and shake my head. "You're not an asshole. You're sweet and nice, even loving but you're awful

with designs. I can see now why this apartment is so pretty cause you hired someone to do it. You're a

great person but designing a nursery just isn't for you." I had no idea if he would find my words

offensive or not. I pray he doesn't. I didn't want to be the reason for him being angry.

He started to laugh really hard. After he calmed down he said, "I was just joking with you. I think you're

more than capable of handling all this yourself. I'm just here to watch as you make those decisions so I

can add some in if it's needed."

I raised my brows. I still didn't get this man. "You're crazy. Why did you take time off then?"

"I didn't really take time off and plus, I'm the boss I can do whatever I want whenever I want. Right now

I want nothing more than to be a part of this baby's life which means that will be there every step of the

way."

I smiled at his words. "That's sweet of you, it really is but I won't be having the baby until the next

seven months so... Unless you choose not to work while I'm pregnant."

He grinned. "Although that sounds pleasing, unfortunately, It's impossible."

"I know. I was just testing you." I smile. There was no way he would stop working for seven months just

to be here for a baby that isn't born yet. I've worked for him over a year and I've seen him sleep in that

office overnight. He was too much of a workaholic to take such a long break.

"But I will take some break when the baby is born." I look across at him with a shock expression on my

face. He saw it. "I told you, I want to be a part of this baby's life as much as you do. I'm prepared, well

not yet but I want to be share sleepless nights and put on diapers. Everything, I want to experience it

all. This is my baby. This is our baby."

My emotions couldn't help itself; a few tears started to fall.

"Don't cry." He moved swiftly to where I was. He lifts his hand and wipes the tears away.

"Sorry, My emotions it's just all over the place." I smile. "You'll be a great father."

"If you let me be." We were looking into each other's eyes. This small thing was making my heart beat

so far.

"Don't say that. You will be a part of this baby life if you want to. There is no way I'll not give you the

chance. That's why I'm here. To give you a baby, there is no reason I would break our arrangement."

He moved away to look into my eyes. I wanted to look away but there was a force that wasn't allowing

me to break eye contact.

"Let's no talk about the contract. We've gone way past that."

Have we?

"You're not just a woman who is pregnant with my baby." he was getting too close. Our face was just

inches away. I didn't even feel when my body moved so close to him. I lean my head close to his which

was leaning into mine.

As our lips touched. I ignored the voice in my head that was telling me don't. At this point, with him

being so close a warning wasn't going to work. I love him, just one kiss wouldn't hurt.

But one wouldn't be enough. You'd end up wanting more.

Without any further thinking, I pulled him in so we could have a real kiss and that what indeed

happened. When our lips touched it, nothing else in the world exists. His lips were soft yet very

demanding. I couldn't help but moan.

When Kyle suddenly release me, my head was all over the place. Why did he do that? I looked at him

and his face showed regret all over.

"I'm so sorry. I know you didn't want that to happen. I know you probably still don't trust me. I shouldn't

have done that." He moved away and stand up. He starts to walk around the room. He really regrets

kissing me.

Was he being resistant because of my letter? Or Is it because he didn't want me anymore?

"I'm sorry." I bent my head.

"You don't have anything to be sorry about. It's me who is a shame. I know how you feel about me and

yet I still push myself into you. I'm sorry." he was moving around the condo. He was trying to get the

fact that he kissed me out of his mind.

I did put in the letter that I wouldn't ever trust him and that I hated him. But what I wrote was just what I

had to say in the heat of the moment. I didn't really hate. It was impossible to hate him.

My mind wanted me to hate him but my heart just wouldn't allow that to happen.