Love Regardless: A Billionaire BWWM Pregnancy Romance Read Free

distract me. I took the bait.
    “ Hey,
what’s that supposed to mean?” I laughed, picking up a
strawberry from the platter she had laid out and popped it into my
mouth.
    “ You only
wear the purple dressing gown when it’s been a bad day. Or when
you’re going through a break-up – just saying.” She
had me there. But in my defense, the purple dressing gown was my
extra fluffy one. Kally rolled her eyes and continued. “Whatever,
Clar open the wine, we’re celebrating!”
    It was my turn to roll my eyes.
    “ Oh, and
what are we celebrating?” I walked over to my wine shelf and
mused before choosing a tasteful white wine I knew Kally loved.
    “ Besides
the fact that tomorrow is a weekend and you’re not working?”
Kally raised her eyebrows giggling at me as I rolled my eyes. “I
finally dumped Raj!” She exclaimed with an extra-large
splattering of pancake batter.
    I frowned. “The Starbucks
guy?” I could never really keep up with who Kally was seeing.
    “ Yep.”
Kally said, popping the P.
    My phone buzzed on the counter-top
as Kally launched into the story of her traumatic break-up with the
ice latte specialist at Starbucks. I smiled and nodded at all the
right moments, but really I was trying to think about who would be
messaging me after work – I had a strict no-contact policy
after hours. I hummed along with Kally’s story as I opened up
my message box.
    Right there, in crisp letters of
pristine text, was a message from Elliot Cresham. It read;
    It
was a pleasure to make your acquaintance today. – E.
    Who else could E
be? But how had he gotten my number? All I could do was focus on the
word pleasure .
I frowned and quickly typed back, hitting send and looking back at
Kally.
    Who
gave you this number? This is hardly professional. – C.
    I had barely thrown myself back
into Kally’s story before my phone vibrated off the counter
into my palm. Irritated now, I opened the message.
    I
thought you wanted to get to know me? – E. I
flushed, and this time, Kally noticed.
    “ Who is
it?” She was full of suspicion. I did my best to feign
innocence.
    “ I don’t
know what you mean.” I busied myself by pouring wine into two
large glasses – after all, I didn’t have work tomorrow.
    “ Come on
Clar. Tell me.” She whined like a five year old begging for a
pony, and I laughed.
    “ Just a
new client. Elliot Cresham. He text me but I’m not sure how he
even got my personal number.” I tried my best to pretend like
that name did not absolutely make my heart pound. I took a gulp of
wine, hoping it would help.
    “ Wait,
wait, wait, Elliot Cresham?!” Kally turned off the cooker mid
pancake, and rounded on me. I took a cautionary step backwards.
    “ Yes?”
I guess he was somewhat famous, but I hadn’t thought that he
would be in Kally’s list of bachelors.
    “ The
billionaire? He’s your new client?” Her disbelieving tone
had me laughing – if I hadn’t known Kally I would have
been insulted.
    “ Yes. The
billionaire who has been accused of arson by his sister.” I
stepped around Kally, and resumed the pancake cooking seeing as she
was too stunned to do anything.
    “ Is he as
beautiful as the billboards?” Her tone was instantly dripping
with love. Damn, I’d forgotten Elliot had done that commercial
for Teach
for America. But I couldn’t lie.
    “ More.”
I scooted the pancake onto a plate and covered it in icing sugar,
strawberries and cream. I handed it to Kally who was taking in my
nonplussed face.
    “ More?
Come on Clara! How can you be so cavalier about this?” She
demanded, spiky red curls flying in every direction.
    “ He’s
a client and I have to represent him in court. It’s no
different from any other job.” I knew I was lying. It was
hugely different in every minuscule way.
    My phone buzzed and Kally snatched
it before I could reach it. I sighed.
    “ If he’s
just a client, then tell me why is he asking you why you’re not
messaging him back? Hey, maybe I