Page 15 of The Billionaire's Baby
“Well, that’s disgusting. You’re siblings,” Adira gasped.
“Not by blood, but trust me, I do not feel the same way she does,” Favian said. “I never believed it until I came home and heard her crowing about it to one of her friends. Needless to say, I fixed that situation quick and started the process to find you. Who knew it would take two weeks to locate Ms. Adira Potts in London? And now that I find you, you’re carrying my child.” Favian cupped her cheek and kissed her gently. “I am so glad you didn’t deprive me of knowing my child or being able to be with you.”
Adira pushed him away. “You are not with me. You could be lying. Who knows why you are really in London.”
“Oh, for the love of…” Favian stopped himself. He pulled out his wallet and took a card from one of the pockets. “This is Harry Green, a private investigator I contacted to find you. He lives in London and he has been trying to find you for me. He can corroborate everything I say.”
Adira looked at him. “Okay, so suppose I believe you and you were looking for me, but now a baby changes everything. Maybe you just wanted a bit of fun and never to settle down.”
“Have you even met me?” Favian asked incredulously. “I told you about my family, my life and what, in any of that conversation, made you think that I wouldn’t want a family, a baby with you?”
Adira shrugged. “I honestly don’t know what to believe. Sweet words and good sexual relations are not what a family is built on.”
“Good sexual relations… Is that what you call what we did? Because I saw it as a mind blowing experience and a fucking amazing connection,” Favian said. He took her hand. “Listen, I can understand wanting to condemn me for what Hillary said, but I’m not that person. I can actually say I come with references. Talk to anyone around me. I’m telling you, Adira, I want this baby and I want its mother. Come back to the States with me.”
“It’s not as easy as that, Favian,” Adira said. “A visitor Visa is all I had. To get another will take weeks and my job will not give me time off. I have to be able to pay the rent and bills in the chance we don’t work out. I know you don’t want to hear that, but I’m being realistic. Lynette is my friend. I won’t allow her to pay for anything for me. I refuse to be a burden to anyone.”
“Lynette wanted to give you money? That’s sweet, but you don’t have to take her wages to support yourself. I’ll do it,” Favian said.
“Favian, I have to be able to pay my own way. I don’t want either of you taking care of me,” Adira said gently. “I walked that road with blinders once before. I can’t put my life or my child’s life in anyone else’s hands. And don’t count Lyn out. I know she looks a little wild, but she is rather well off. She writes software programs for some major companies.”
“Wait, Lynette as is Lynette Bridges of Mist and Mirrors Incorporated?” Favian said. “We’ve bought some serious tech programs from her.”
“She is amazing.” Adira smiled. “And kind of a hothead. I’m sorry she socked you one.”
“She was protecting a friend. I can’t fault her that,” he said. “To solve our problems, I know someone who can expedite your Visa and we can probably leave in a week. I understand where you are coming from, I really do. I was raised in a neighborhood where there were many single mothers trying to provide for their children without a father’s help. I was one of the lucky ones who had both parents, Remy was not, but I can tell you, I would never in my life leave my child or you to suffer if we didn’t work out. Saying that makes me feel as if I may jinx something good, but I want to give you the assurance you need.” Favian looked into her eyes. “Adira, please, give me the chance to show you how amazing we can be. Let me see my child grow inside you, let me be in both your lives.”
“What about your sister? I can’t be around someone that cruel. I…” Adira hesitated. “I just can’t.”
“I took care of that before I even started looking for you.” He cupped her cheek. “Does that mean you’ll go back with me?”
She nodded. “I’ll go with you. I want my baby—our child—to have both parents in his or her life.”
“Remy and I are staying at The Montcalm. Come stay with me until we’re ready to leave,” Favian encouraged. “Remy and I can help box up your apartment and we can ship whatever you need.”
“I would rather only take a few things until I’m sure,” Adira said firmly.
