Page 48 of Surprise Babies for My Billionaire Rancher

When it’s between his legs, Adrian stiffens, and a single bead of sweat forms on his forehead.

With a smile, he pushes his chair closer, and his fingers move from my knees to the inside of my thighs.

Fuck.

Are we really doing this?

One of the guests, a tall and pale man with wisps of blonde hair comes over, and Adrian stops. Reluctantly, I let my foot fall back onto the floor and turn my attention to my food.

During the rest of lunch, guests keep coming up to the table. When I get up to leave, I feel Adrian’s eyes follow me out of the dining room and into the hot afternoon air.

In my room, I strip down to my underwear and try to cool down.

I’m halfway through the first episode of a show when I realize I have no idea what’s happening on the screen. Frowning, I turn the TV off and pick up a book.

After reading the same page several times, I throw the book onto the couch and bury my face in my hands.

What’s the matter with you? You can do this.

I don’t realize I’ve fallen asleep on the couch till I flip over and land on the floor with a thud.

My eyes fly open, and my entire body aches, so I stand up and stretch. I look at the time. I haven’t been out long.

Time to change into something more comfortable. I slip on a black thong and a matching lacy bra. After pulling a cotton dress over the outfit, I study myself in the mirror.

Adrian is going to have no idea what hit him.

On my way out, I get a few strange looks. Or am I just imagining things because I'm just so nervous?

In the main cabin, I wait in one of the comfortable leather chairs and unfold a newspaper.

Over the top, I study the people coming and going until I spot Adrian in a pair of cargo shirts and a bright green shirt.

Hastily, I fold the newspaper back up and dart off in his general direction. He stops and goes into his room, leaving the door ajar.

I lean against the wall and wait.

He comes back out, shakes his head, and disappears down the hall, leaving his door propped open.

My heart is racing as I hurry into the dark room and out of the dress. I kick it away, climb onto the king-sized bed and prop myself up on my elbow.

There is a small beam of moonlight coming into the room, providing just enough illumination to discern the outlines of the objects within.

Then I shift, push the cover away and place a hand on my hips.

When I hear Adrian coming, I peel off my bra and thong and pull the cover over the lower half of my body.

I’m half-sitting up, a smile painted on my face, when he comes in. He has a tray of food and a bottle of beer.

He sets it down on the table by the door but doesn’t look at the bed. With a smirk, I lift my arm up over my head and wave.

He lets out a muffled protest and I let the cover fall all the way off and give him my most seductive grin. I point a finger at him and beckon him forward.

Adrian makes a strange noise in the back of his throat.

Then he opens his mouth the rest of the way and lets out a scream. “What the fuck?”

Wincing, I jump out of bed and scramble for my lingerie and shoes. Adrian is still yelling and screaming unintelligibly when I fumble in the dark for my dress and pull it on. I manage to grab my shoes too.

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