BAD BOY'S BABY (A Best Friend Secret Baby Romance) by Mia Carson

Author:Mia Carson [Carson, Mia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-07-19T18:30:00+00:00

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Once I settled back in New York, I tried to go back to my normal routine, but that was easier said than done. The first morning when I had to return to work, Rashida, my housekeeper, opened the blinds in my room at eight o’clock sharp, just like she always did and just like I had instructed her to always do. I pulled the covers over my head as sunlight streamed into the room.

This was not good.

I had always been an early riser. No matter what time I went to bed at night, I always managed to be up by eight.

Today, the winter sunlight burned through my eyes and into my skull, which threatened to explode at the prospect of having to get up and face another human being. I stayed in bed for a while. By the time I decided to get up and get out, I couldn’t tell if I had been lying there for five minutes or an hour.

Apparently, it had been two hours. The tiny alarm clock on my bedside showed ten a.m., and I stumbled around getting dressed like I was hung over.

Rashida appeared again. “Mr. Callaway, would you like breakfast up here?”

“Thank you, Rashida. I’ll just take a coffee with me,” I told her as I wandered into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

She stopped me. “Sir, are you feeling all right?”

I usually ate a complete breakfast at 8:30 sharp; just coffee was far from the norm. I looked at her bewildered expression and said, “I’m fine, thanks. Just the coffee will do today.”

Rashida nodded her head, though her expression didn’t change. “Yes, sir. It will be ready when you are.”

She left the room, glancing back only once to check on me. I frowned after her, hoping she wouldn’t sneak some vitamin supplement into my coffee. Rashida cared for me quietly, making sure I ate right and wasn’t ill. I loved her for it and paid her handsomely as well.

By the time I left the house, I had decided I wasn’t fit to go to work. I had a reliable and efficient team and was certain that they would be able to manage very well without me for a day. I had only been gone for a week.

I told my driver to drive up to Lily, an all-night bar on Lexington Ave, one of my favorites in Manhattan. Admittedly, I never found myself there at this time of the morning.

Once inside, I sat at the bar and pulled my phone out of my pocket. There were a few work related emails that I lazily scrolled through and replied to. Aside from those, I found another couple of invitations to different parties but nothing else.

I sat there, looking at my phone for a long time, until the bartender felt the need to drop the Complete Works of Marquis de Sade he was reading and come over. I ordered a gin martini.

I was tired and confused. A week without her had not helped clear my head at all, and I wasn’t sure of anything anymore.

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