Page 41 of Billionaire Boss's One Night Stand

I ran to the bathroom, disconnecting the call with Becca on the sprint. My phone dropped to the bathroom counter harshly, and I prayed the loud clatter of it on the surface wouldn’t indicate a crack.

I didn’t have time to stop and check. There was no slowing down. This was now a race to hunch over the toilet and puke myguts out. I groaned, not even trying to get up until everything was out. I’d snacked on some things from the staff room that Rupert had brought into the conference room, but it wasn’t really a meal.

Whatever I had eaten was now gone.

“There’s no way…” I mumbled to myself as I slouched back against the wall in the tiny room. Going too far from the toilet didn’t seem wise. I felt wrung-out, dried-up, and used after throwing up so quickly. Mentally, I was battered from the humiliation of being caught with Matt and then the stupid call with Becca.

But the sheer stupidity that I’d been operating on for weeks now, that was inexcusable.

“There’s no way I can bepregnant.” Whispering it out loud didn’t change how the thought stuck.

Matt used a condom. We’d joked about him running out. We used protection!

The more the thought seeped into my mind and settled in, it felt like it was the only thing that could make sense. I’d been feeling more tired recently, quick to be out of breath. My stomach had been off for a while now. While missing my period should’ve been a huge clue, it wasn’t. My cycles had never been regular, and my doctor explained that skipping a month or two here and there wasn’t anything of an indication that I should worry about.

I worried about it now. Because if I was pregnant…

It would be my boss’s baby.

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MATT

Loren couldn’t have run out of the conference room any faster.

“Wait,” I called out, but I doubted she heard me. I saw the panic in her eyes. I heard her slight gasp of utter panic when Tom opened the door and walked in, finding me seated with my head between her thighs.

She didn’t turn back, not even when I reached out to her.

One minute, she was smiling, so satisfied with my going down on her and bringing her to a quick orgasm. Her lips had parted in awe, giving me those sexy little moans of pleasure that I couldn’t get enough of. But then, the next minute, her mouth hung open in anOof horror and alarm as she bolted.

She didn’t need to go. I didn’t want her to go.

But I understood that she’d escape after being caught.

Goddammit.

Fucking Tom just had to walk in when he had. I supposed he hadn’t listened to my suggestion that he go home and work. Maybe he’d just gone to his office instead, staying in the building because he was that determined to be close to Loren. Or perhaps he had left but needed to return for papers he’d been tasked with looking over.

He’d scowled at me, so furious at seeing me with the woman he’d been so damn persistent with. Jealousy showed on his face past the surprise, and I had no doubt that he’d take the news of his discovery somewhere.

To John, likely, because he represented the head of HR. And catching a couple of coworkers going at it on a freaking conference table was a clear grievance against what was professional and what was inappropriate for the office setting.

What Loren and I had done, surrendering to the need to kiss like that, wasn’t appropriate in any way. She worked for me. We had to have boundaries. Yet, the first needy look she gave me had me caving. Just like that, we fell back to the potent magnetism that linked us together like it had that first night we shared.

Now, it was on me to do damage control. I’d need to speak with John and reassure him that Loren and I had something of a past, one that we didn’t know we’d have to worry about because we didn’t share names or details that first night.

I’d need to confront Tom, too. I wouldn’t lie and suggest anything false. Nor would I confirm that yes, he did walk in on me doing down on Loren. Telling him that we had been sharing a moment was both as vague and clear as what was necessary.

I had to protect Loren, though. She was new here, just starting out with her career. A bright, promising one at that. If Tom had it in his mind to take his jealousy-fueled anger out on her by dragging her name through the mud, he had another thing coming.

While I had no claim to Loren, I was mighty possessive of her. I had no patience for anyone trying to ruin her reputation because she didn’t deserve it. She was one of the hardest workers and the brightest minds here.

But what do I say?

Other than talking with John and confronting Tom, I had no clue what would come next between me and Loren.

Her running off like that was an abrupt stop to anything fun and frisky between us. We’d been interrupted, and it was clear she wasn’t hanging around to come talk to me now.

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