Billionaire's Forbidden Baby: BWWM Interracial Alpha Male Baby Romance Novel by Jada Sioux

Author:Jada Sioux [Sioux, Jada]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, United States, African American, Women's Fiction, Romance, Multicultural, New Adult & College, Multicultural & Interracial
Amazon: B013H3M4QY
Published: 2015-08-04T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Kiara

The phone rung for about the fifteenth time that day, and for about the fifteenth time, Kiara ignored it. She reached a hand out from under the blanket and felt around for it, pushing the power button to deny the call.

I bet I know who it is, she thought glumly.

When she glanced out from under the blanket, her assumption was confirmed. Yup, Damien – relentless as always.

“You know, you can’t keep ignoring him forever, girl,” Tasha’s soft, purring voice said.

Kiara peeked out from under the duvet and gave Tasha a deathly glare.

“I can if I want to.”

“Well, maybe, but you should probably stop ignoring Gwyneth and Tessa, and all those other people who keep calling from the office, wondering where you are.”

Tasha licked a spoonful of ice cream, holding the tub in her hands and thrusting it invitingly in Kiara’s direction. With a defeated sigh, Kiara threw the soft blanket off of her and sat up, looking like the shadow of a once striking, curvy woman. She was pretty sure she’d lost weight over the last few days. She threw up whenever she even thought about eating or smelled anything cooking. Kiara wasn’t even entirely sure if it was because of the pregnancy or if her nerves were just getting the best of her – but whatever it was, she was literally getting sick of it.

She motioned towards Tasha, reaching out her hands to receive the ice cream from her. Double chocolate fudge. Tasha knew her well. Too well, maybe. There was another big spoon already waiting in the perfectly cold, creamy ice cream, and Kiara sunk it in without reservation. She took her first bite, and her eyes rolled back a bit in pleasure. Okay, that tasted good.

“See, a little bit of ice cream will fix just about everything. Do you want to tell me what that everything is or do I have to keep guessing?” Tasha asked, stealing a bite herself as well.

“I don’t wanna talk about it,” Kiara said, pushing a lock of hair out of her face.

Her usually carefully cared for and gorgeous weave was a mess from hiding out under the covers for four days, and Kiara was pretty sure that wasn’t the only thing out of order. She’d just been avoiding the mirror because she didn’t want to find out. Kiara was well and truly deep in some grade A self-pity and it was going to take more than just ice cream to shake her out of it – not that it didn’t help.

“Yeah you do. I’ve never seen you quite this… depressing.”

“Depressing? Pfft. That’s an awfully big word,” she said, snorting.

“Well, you’re an awfully sad sack right now,” Tasha bit back, maneuvering her spoon out of the way as Kiara tried to jab it out of her hand with hers.

“I am not.”

“Really? Sitting in your old Duke jersey, crying into a pillow for four days and throwing up every few hours. You don’t call that sad? Because I do. And the Kiara I know would too.

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