White Alpha Billionaire's Black Baby 2

Author:Nicki Jackson [Jackson, Nicki]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, United States, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages), African American, Literature & Fiction, Women's Fiction
Amazon: B00S04BGSS
Published: 2015-01-07T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

I don't know when I had fallen asleep. The grief had taken over me, and my throat was dry and gravelly from dehydration. I picked up the glass of water from my bedside table and gulped it down, before glancing at the clock.

It was dawn.

Samuel would’ve called me before going to bed, and Mrs. Galecki, finding me asleep, had just left water by my bed before she left. I sat up. My hair, which had still been wet when I slept, had dried in a wavy mess. I shoved it off my face and tied it in a bun, before walking to the large windows. As I pressed a button, the curtains that covered one entire wall slid open. I pulled the glass door aside and stepped onto the chilly balcony, hugging myself tightly.

Holding the railing and glancing down, I decided that the penthouse was a glorious pace to live in. But I wouldn’t miss it.

I wouldn’t miss the pretty designer dresses, or the housekeeper who cooked and cleaned. I wouldn’t miss the gold necklace, or the private jets.

I closed my eyes and let the cold seep through me. It was hurting so much inside, it didn’t matter what the cold could do to me. Tears spilled silently down my cheeks and my lips trembled. I sniffled, thinking of calling Samuel. I didn’t want to be alone in this. Sleep had calmed the tornado of torment. I wanted the partner that I knew he could be. I didn’t doubt the fact that he would be there for me, just like he always had been. But I also knew that he would leave me. I wouldn’t be a part of his life anymore. Our future won't be interlinked anymore.

I was so glad that Samuel hadn't come home. He had a voracious appetite for sex, and I couldn’t possibly come up with an excuse to why I was bleeding when I was pregnant. I had one day to wallow in my loss, before I actually lost.

When I returned to the bedroom, I saw that the closet door was slightly ajar. White fabric hung out of it. Suddenly consumed to put some order in my haphazard existence, I opened the closet door and pushed his shirtsleeve inside. The scent hit me, almost sending me to my knees.

I was appreciating his scent differently. I opened the closet and pulled his sleeve to my nose, inhaling deeply, closing my eyes as his very distinct, very masculine scent filled my lungs. My heart began to race. Why was I giving up? How would I ever forgive myself if I didn’t fight for him? What if Samuel didn’t fight for me? How would I feel?

I shoved his shirt away and shut the closet. No. I wasn’t going anywhere. I loved him. Baby or no baby, I was going to fight for him.

Even though it was five a.m., I snatched my phone off the bedside table and switched it on. Luckily, Mrs. Galecki had put it on charge while I slept.

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