Page 19 of The Billionaire's Baby
“Favian, I’m having a baby. I didn’t have major surgery,” Adira said in exasperation. “Quit hovering.”
“You even sound sexy when you’re irritated,” he said and kissed her cheek. “The dinner is on its way up, and then we can eat. We’ve been waiting for you.”
“You could have eaten without me,” she said.
There was a knock on the door and Favian moved to answer it, speaking at he went. “No, we were fine. I wasn’t allowing any food in here until mommy-to-be was present.”
Adira rolled her eyes in Lynette’s and Remy’s direction. “Really, he tried to starve you while I slept?”
“I had a candy bar and I shared with Remy before he chewed his own leg off to escape,” Lynette teased.
“I was trying to convince Lynette here that we should tie the bedding together, escape through the window, and go forage for food,” Remy said. “He’s been holding us hostage.”
“They are both being overly dramatic,” Favian said and brought her dinner over to her.
Adira watched Lynette make a motion with her hands of being handcuffed as Favian walked towards her and she bit her lip to hold back the smile. “What have you been up to...besides trying to escape? Sorry that I just rushed in earlier without saying hi. This baby meant business.”
Lynette took a sip from her Guinness bottle. “Oh, I’ve been chitchatting with Remy here and we came to the conclusion that, if in two years we’re both not hitched, we’ll get together and make a little us.”
Adira was taking a sip from the glass Favian handed to her and almost choked. “W-wait, what?”
She glanced at Favian who was staring at his friend with the same shocked expression on his face.
“What?” Lynette demanded. “He’s a bloody genius and so am I. Our kid would rock the world.”
Adira cleared her throat. “I’m sure it would, but doesn’t that sound more like a business transaction rather than making a family?”
Remy grinned. “I kissed her while you two were gone. We got some chemistry, but decided that now is not the time to act on it. We’ll give ourselves two years to sow our wild oats and if nothing sticks, we’ll tackle each other.”
“Well, you’re both adults,” Favian said and sat down with his own plate.
Adira laughed. “The two of you playing finding toes… Interesting combination.”
“Finding toes?” Favian said.
“It’s a game we played as kids, kind of like American spin the bottle,” Adira explained. “A bunch of friends get into bed together under the covers and the person who’s it has to catch another person’s toes with his or hers. When you get caught, you share a kiss.”
“Kinky,” Remy drawled.
Adira threw a napkin at him. “It was all in good fun.”
“Remind me to play that game just me and you.” Favian laughed.
“Oh, you flirt,” Adira said taking another bite of the spicy noodles. “These are actually very good.”
“How does your tummy feel?” Favian asked.
“Three bites in and my stomach hasn’t betrayed me yet,” she said with a smile.
“Thank my mama. We Puerto Ricans know a thing or two about taking care of our expecting women.” Favian grinned.
The rest of dinner passed with mild banter and good fun. Dinner stayed down and, amazingly enough, Adira felt great, so much so she wanted to grab a sweet treat.
“I think I’m going to go down to the sweets shop in the hotel lounge,” Adira said.
Favian, who had gotten a call during dinner, was on the phone. He covered the receiver with his hand. “Hold on, I’ll go with you.”
She shook her head. “I’ll be fine. It’s just downstairs.”
“But…”
Adira put her hands on her hips. “Favian Rivera, I’m not incapable of doing things for myself. I’ll bring back a box of éclairs for these two here who are talking computer gobbledygook and what shall I get for you?”
“Strawberry shortcake with fresh strawberries,” he replied. “Thank you, darling.”
“You’re quite welcome. Now finish your call,” Adira said.
“Charge it to the room…” Adira gave him a look and he had enough sense to shut his mouth and look chastised. “Sorry, mi querida, thank you.”
She grabbed her purse and closed the door to the suite. The short walk down the hall to the elevator was made with her humming all the way. No nausea and she was enjoying the feeling to the fullest. Downstairs, she rounded the corner to where the sweets shop was located. There were two mini palm trees against the wall by the shop and, before she knew what was happening, she found herself being dragged behind the trees and slammed none too gently against the wall.
