Boss's Baby: Fake Love Rich Boss Series Book 2 by Sloane Peterson

Author:Sloane Peterson [Peterson, Sloane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sloane Peterson
Published: 2020-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Oliver and I are inside my apartment, sitting on opposite ends of the couch. A few weeks have gone by since we started our fake relationship, and at this point, it’s quite believable. That means that in just a short amount of time, we’ll be announcing the pregnancy. I’m nearing the end of the first trimester. I have another doctor’s appointment in a few days and Oliver won’t stop hounding me about it. He’s already cleared his schedule to make sure that he’ll be there.

Oliver has also taken to researching pregnancy. Each day he’s presenting me with a new fact or something I should or shouldn’t be doing. It’s endearing if a little annoying.

Looking over at me, he asks, “Do you need me to rub your feet?”

“Oliver,” I sigh. “I’m only a few weeks pregnant. I’ve hardly gained weight. My feet don’t hurt. I’m fine.”

“I was just offering,” he scoffs, making a show out of rolling his eyes at me. “After your appointment, I think we should begin planting the seeds.”

“The seeds of?”

“Your pregnancy,” he scoffs again, this time as if I should know exactly what he’s thinking as if it’s my job to read his mind.

“And how exactly do we plant the seeds of that? Get caught going to the OBGYN together?”

“No. That’s too in-your-face. Plus, there could be other reasons for that,” he says.

“So, what are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking that...” he trails off, getting lost in his thoughts as he tries to figure out what the best course of action should be.

While he thinks, I get an idea.

I think about whether or not I should just come out with it at first, but I finally just say it.

“We could go shopping for baby clothes. It plants enough seeds but doesn’t confirm anything. At least not yet.”

His brows knit together as he listens to my idea, humming over it before nodding.

“You know what? I like that idea, Cassidy. We can go baby clothes shopping after your next appointment, alright?” He says happily. “I’ll figure out the best place for us to go and we’ll go from there.”

“Perfect.”

He reaches out and puts his hand on my calf. Weeks ago, the gesture would make me uncomfortable. Not because I hate him touching me, but because of what that means for us. Now, I’m getting used to Oliver touching me again. I realize how much I’ve been missing the feeling of his skin against mine.

I could easily chalk it all up to hormones, but I know that’s not what this is. I know that this is solely because of my feelings toward him.

“Are you feeling any better about this?” he asks me, not moving his hand. I’m glad that he doesn’t.

“About the pregnancy or faking our relationship?”

“Both.”

“I guess,” I shrug. “I’m getting more used to the idea of both of them. It all feels very dreamlike and surreal. I’m not quite sure how I’m going to handle all of it as it progresses, but I’m okay right now.”

He nods.

“You’ll tell me if things change? If you start to feel uncomfortable?”

“Of course.

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