His Surrogate For Hire: A BWWM Pregnancy Romance Read Free Page B

could problem solve Diana's life right now.
    "So here I am, sitting outside after my interview. I don't
really know what to make of it."
    Teresa started laughing. "I think it's actually kind of
interesting."
    "Really?"
    "Yeah. I mean, a billionaire posts a flyer at a coffee shop
looking for a surrogate. Seems kind of wacky. But if you get this,
you get a chance to live in the lap of luxury while you get pampered
hand and foot. Besides the fact that your body will be stretched
beyond recognition, kind of sounds like a good deal."
    Diana looked down and realized she had been chewing on her
fingernail. "Maybe. I don't know."
    "And maybe, just maybe it is an opportunity to cozy up to said
billionaire and turn it in to something more than a work
relationship. Had you thought about that?"
    "I had not. But leave it to you to always give me perspective."
    "That's what I'm here for. Look, I have to get back to work.
Stop by later and we'll have some wine and some girl talk."
    "Will do."
    Diana tossed her phone on the passenger seat and started the
ignition. Teresa was usually good for some sound advice. This time,
Diana only felt more confused.

Chapter 3
    Diana drove home, her mind swirling trying to figure out what had she
stuck her foot into. This was far from a normal type of situation.
How many times did someone answer an ad to become a surrogate? And
none the less, become a surrogate to a very wealthy man.
    She was certain there were many women who'd answered the ad. Diana
was pretty sure she did not have a chance to become the surrogate. A
feeling of frustration came over her and she was not sure why.
Becoming a surrogate could not be the only way she could make money
and get her life back together. Plenty of people lost jobs and found
work.
    Once she arrived home, Diana resolved to forget about the entire
process. It was actually quite comical when she took the time to
think about it. Getting pregnant and having a baby for a rich man.
Not that she would become his wife or the mother of his child, she
would simply be the vessel that birthed the child. Nothing more,
nothing less. The one part that she had been looking forward to was
the living arrangements and the salary for nine months. It would take
a load off to have all of her needs taken care of and then be able to
save the money she profited off of the surrogacy.
    With the key in the door, Diana sighed. She had to come up with a
game plan to obtain some sort of employment. That would all have to
wait until after she took a warm bath, drank a glass of wine or two,
and settled in to bed.
    She heard her phone ring from inside of her purse, but she decided
not to answer immediately. It was better to relax first, then handle
whatever was to meet her on the other end of that phone.
    Halfway through the second glass of wine, the phone rang again. Diana
sipped a bit more liquid and then rummaged through her purse for her
cell. The same number had phoned three times. Hopefully it was a job
offer.
    Clicking the send button, she sent up a silent prayer that there was
an offer on the other end of that line.
    "Diana Baker. So good to have you call back. Mr. Marshall would
like you to know that we would like you to move forward with us and
the surrogacy."
    The words were spoken, but she was not quite sure she had heard them
correctly.
    "Sorry. Can you say that again?"
    "Yes. Mr. Marshall enjoyed meeting with you. He feels like you
would be a perfect fit for the surrogacy. Would you like to take the
next steps in the process?"
    Diana wanted to think about it. To say yes was a strong commitment.
She had not thought she would even be seriously considered. There was
a chance if she did not immediately say yes, she would forfeit the
position.
    Before she could think too hardly, Diana opened her mouth and spoke.
"Yes. I would like to proceed."
    She looked around at her apartment. Her lease would be up in the next
two months and she would be searching for somewhere to stay anyway if
she did not