The Billionaire's Love Child

By: Cj Howard





“I’m so good that I’ve never been better. I don’t know how else to describe it,” he said with an ear to ear grin.



Mac grinned back. “Well, sir, when you are holding that child in your arms, I think perhaps the joy you have this morning may be topped, but until then, this is probably as good as it gets. I’m so pleased for you, sir, congratulations, again!” Mac beamed at him.



“You’ll let me know when the appointments are scheduled? I don’t want to miss any part of it.”



Mac nodded. “Yes, sir. I’ll make sure you get to each one of them.”



“Great!” Kevin looked at the medical report in total bliss. He had a new life to look forward to and no end of excitement in waiting for it.





Chapter3



Over the next few months, Kevin focused on his work and anticipated the arrival of his child. He was able to share his excitement with Jacob and Mac, and that was enough for him. Marina was in her fourth month before they went to a doctor’s appointment together.



Kevin wasn’t sure if he was more nervous or excited, but he had arranged to pick her up from her home to take her to the appointment. When they arrived, he stepped out of the car and looked up at the moderate little house. It was brightly colored in a warm yellow with white trim. He thought momentarily that the brightness of it reminded him of her personality, and it made him smile. He walked up the steps to the front porch where she was sitting in a comfortable looking rocking chair, enjoying herself.



He hadn’t seen her since they’d met on the beach in Santa Cruz, and he felt refreshed just looking at her. Her long hair hung in big curls over her shoulder, and she was wearing a sundress that hugged the curves of her chest, but then drifted loosely from there down to just above her knees. She looked at him and smiled widely, then she stood and walked to him, wrapping her long dark arms around him in a welcoming hug.



Her hug was neither swift nor awkward, it lasted a long moment, as though she was truly glad to see him, and not only was he welcomed there with her, but he was cherished and appreciated.



Kevin was pleasantly surprised by it and he looked down at her when she released him, and paused, then said, “You know, no one has hugged me like that but my father, and he passed away the year I went to college. It’s been quite a long time since then, and it’s really very nice to be hugged like that. Thank you.”



She tilted her head and her warmth shone through her smile at him. “It’s my own personal rule that I don’t let go first. I hug like I mean it until the other person lets go, then I let go, too. You never know how badly someone might need to be held.” Her smile stayed on her beautiful face and her blue-gray eyes were alight with an inner peace and happiness that he found completely foreign and entirely fascinating.



She noticed him looking at her stomach and smoothed her hand down over her dress, holding it tightly to her. There was a slight swell beneath her hands. She smiled up at him. “Our little one is coming along. I think it takes after me. I’m never in a hurry; I just take my time and go along about my way. This one seems to be doing the same thing.”



“I cannot imagine such an unhurried sort of lifestyle. It must be very relaxing… very peaceful,” he said thoughtfully.



She nodded. “It is. I can’t imagine living differently; I don’t invite stress into my life. I get to the same places at the same time as everyone else, but I just go at a pleasant pace and enjoy everything around me as I go. It’s much nicer that way.”



He was silent a moment, watching her, just soaking her in, and then he lifted his elbow to offer it to her. “If you’re ready, shall we go?” He was thinking to himself that she seemed like just the kind of down to earth, relaxed, happy kind of person that he would want to raise his child. He mentally thanked Mac for finding her.



They went to the appointment, and on the way she told him about how she had been feeling and how the pregnancy was coming along. She had a few bouts of morning sickness, but they had been few and far between and she recovered quickly. She discovered that she was sleeping more often, and she did notice that now, in her second trimester, she was feeling much stronger and healthier. She said she loved being pregnant and it suited her. He had to agree; she seemed to glow even more than she had when he met her, and that was saying something.



She watched him, watching her intently, and it brought her happiness and sadness together. He was incredibly handsome; he had soft brown hair that was carefully combed into a wave over his forehead, and it was cut short around the back and at the neck. He had dark brown eyes that seemed to go from mysterious and foreboding to sad and then to curious and happy, like clouds moving over the sun. His dark eyes were set into his clear fair skin and were framed by low brows and high cheekbones. He had a straight nose, a chiseled jaw and a soft smile.

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