The Billionaire's Price For My Baby

ode'. She sat up in the massive bed, confused for a moment by the high thre

ing with stainless steel. She opened the refrigerator. It was empt

th dials and levers that looked like they belonged in a cockpit. She poked

touch

led; he was wearing a high-performance black compression shirt that looked more

at in her belly. He was a jerk, but

offee," she said

t-musk and expensive soap-filling her nose. He deftly manipulated the levers, br

't make

cup?" she as

y. "Caffeine is bad for the fetus. Dr. Fo

d it up. The schedule was insane. 7:00 AM: Green smoothie

e iPad down with a clatter. "I can't

e counter. "You are on indefinite administrative

om her face. "You what? You ca

d dismissively. "Now your career is carrying

his pocket and tossed it onto the coun

look like a refugee. I won't have

t represented unlimited free

othes," sh

ward the hallway. "Dr. Foster will be here

whispered to his

und. "The feeling is mutual, E

bling with the urge to snap it in half. But she thought of the hospital bills that migh

orbell

Foster." She marched into the kitchen, opened a cooler bag she had

ish oil," Dr. Foster

closed door of Adrian's bedroom. She picked up the

oking back the urge to vo