Page 4 of The Billionaire Alpha Surrogate

She wrote a name and phone number on a card and passed it to Lucy. “In case you want to think about it.”

“Thanks,” Lucy said. “I appreciate it.”

Other customers needed Jade’s attention. Lucy finished her meal quickly and slowly walked back to the hotel room.

“Could I really carry a baby and just give it away after it’s born, never to see it again?” she asked herself.

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Micah

“How’s the circuit going?” Micah asked.

Micah and Conner had been best friends since they were young. Micah was a self-made billionaire. Conner’s brother, Zac, was the alpha of the Nightshade Wolf Shifter Pack. Conner was a professional bull and bronc rider in the rodeo.

"It’s great. I’m taking a couple of weeks off to recuperate from the broken ribs I suffered. That bull bucked and then slammed me into the fence. I’m pretty sure I heard the bones crunch as they got caught between the bull and the slats.”

“Ouch. I don’t know why you do it. You must love pain.” Micah grinned, shaking his head.

“It’s the rush, Hoss,” Conner said in his best Western accent.

“You’re almost as bad as that old daredevil, Evel Knievel. I think he broke every single bone in his body several times.”

“I’m not that bad. I’ve only broken a few bones, and I don’t even notice them, except for my leg. It still aches once in a while,” Conner said. “I broke it ten years ago and it healed quickly thanks to a healer witch and my good shifter genes. However, it twinges when I move wrong or the weather is going to change abruptly.”

“You sound like an old man.” Micah laughed. “You’re able to predict the weather based on your bones.”

“I’ll have you know that I’m a young pup yet.” Conner laughed. “How have you been doing?”

“I’m okay, I guess.”

“You miss Angie,” Conner said. It was a statement, not a question.

Angie was a mundane human who was adopted by wolf shifter parents. She had recently gone through the mating ceremony with Noah, the alpha of the Silent Paw Wolf Shifter Pack. Her family had been billionaires. Micah and Angie had grown up together. They had also worked closely together on several charitable projects. Micah had always liked Angie and was about to ask her on a date when Noah exploded into the picture.

“Yes, I do,” Micah admitted. “I still talk to her all the time. She comes to the human world at least twice a week because we have several projects that we’re working on. I was happy when she rejected Noah as her mate, but he won her over. I guess she and I weren’t meant to be.”

“There are a lot of women who would give their right eye and left arm to be your mate,” Conner said.

“I might be ready to settle down, but I’m not desperate.” Micah laughed. “What I loved about Angie was that she wasn’t a gold digger and she didn’t act like she was rich. She was sweet and had a great sense of humor. She could even cook and clean, even though she didn’t have to.”

“You want Cinderella,” Conner said.

“Yes and no. I want someone who is down to Earth. A woman who is smart and can talk about more than the latest fashions and her makeup. She has to be strong enough to stand up to me without being a total bitch. She needs a good sense of humor,” Micah said. “Those women are few and far between.”

“I’m guessing it would also help if she was pretty,” Conner said.

Micah grinned. “Yep. Hard to go to bed with someone who needs two bags over her head first.”

Conner coughed and laughed at the same time. “You nearly killed me. No jokes when I’m taking a drink. You know Caroline Jenkins has a thing for you.”

“Yeah. She makes it pretty obvious. She does everything but wear a sign,” Micah said. “There is no way on God’s green earth that I would even think about her.”

“She’s pretty.”

“On the outside. However, she is a stuck-up elitist, narcissistic bitch. The sound of her voice sets my teeth on edge. I’ve seen how she treats other people, which makes her ugly as homemade sin.”

“Well, you aren’t wrong,” Conner said. “How’s the business going?”

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