Page 44 of The Billionaire Alpha Surrogate

Their arms wrapped around each other and their lips met again. They fell into the bed and their bodies joined together. Micah rolled onto his back, pulling Lucy on top of him. She moved her hips up and down, stroking him with her silken inner walls.

It didn’t take long for them both to find the sweet release they ached for. Lucy fell onto the bed next to Micah.

“How did I do driving the bus?”

He grinned. “Perfect. You did everything right.”

“Good. I don’t like to disappoint.”

“You could never do that,” Micah assured her.

Micah wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him. He breathed in her scent and thought about a conversation he had with Zac about fated mates. Zac had known immediately after meeting Olivia that she was his fated mate. Zac told Micah that her scent stayed with him. He could smell her sweet scent everywhere he went. Although Micah had always thought the concept of fated mates was a fairy tale, he had to admit that Olivia and Zac were perfect for each other. He had never seen two people more in love.

A thought crossed his mind. Could Lucy be his fated mate? It was a coincidence that she just happened to come to the human world at the exact same time he decided to find a surrogate. There’s no such thing as coincidence. Everything happens for a reason.

He thought about the course of their relationship. She was originally hired to be a surrogate. Micah wanted to make her feel comfortable with him so that when the time came to have sex, she would feel good. It would be harder for her to conceive if she was tense about the situation. Somewhere along the way, though, he had started to develop strong feelings for her.

We’ll talk, soon. I know she has feelings for me. With that thought, he fell asleep.

After breakfast, Micah asked, “How about a trip to the Gila Cliff Dwellings National Monument. We’ll take a picnic lunch and make a day of it.”

Lucy grinned. “That sounds awesome.”

They listened to true crime podcasts on the drive. “I love true crime for two reasons.”

“Let me guess – so you know what the criminals did wrong and you know not to make the same mistake, and you learn how the cops solve crimes so you can avoid detection.”

“How did you know?” Lucy asked. “I always wanted to grow up and become a serial criminal.”

He laughed.

“Actually, you aren’t far off. The true crime shows help me write a more realistic book. I know more about police procedures and forensic stuff,” she said. “I also like to learn about why people commit evil acts. What compels them to hurt others? What makes it okay?”

“Interesting. And I just thought that you liked true crime because you’re a ghoul.”

“You never know, I might be.”

Lucy loved exploring the cliff dwellings and enjoyed the trails, but sat down gratefully when it was time for lunch.

“I don’t know if it’s the exercise or the baby, but I’m starving.”

Vera packed cold fried chicken, potato salad, and pumpkin pie.

“I know that woman loves me. Pumpkin pie is my favorite.”

“They all adore you,” Micah said. “I think I might be getting a little jealous.”

Lucy rolled her eyes and laughed.

Micah looked around the park and sighed. “This is one of the places Mom brought me to. We would do a tour and have a picnic. They were some of my favorite times when I was a kid.”

“Did your dad ever go?”

“No. He’s not one for family stuff,” Micah said. “To be perfectly honest, part of the fun in these trips was getting away from him.”

“I’m sorry that you went through that,” she said.

Micah shrugged. “It is what it is.”

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