Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
I shake my head.
“It’s just a business. It’s not like you guys are torturing prisoners in Abu Ghraib.”
“That we’re not,” acknowledges Raider in a growl. “But the way some women look at it, we might as well be.”
“Which is why we consider ourselves lucky to have met you,” adds Ryder, turning to pin me with those intense blue eyes again. “We adore you Amy, and if you’d have our babies, we’d be so grateful. You, curvy and round, heavy with our child? It’s a dream come true.”
I smile at them again, this time a bit tearily.
“It’s my dream come true too,” I say in a soft voice. “And sorry for the grilling, but yes, I’d love to. When do we start trying to get pregnant? Actually, I should probably walk to the drugstore for a home pregnancy test because I’m probably already pregnant.”
The two men’s eyes flare, and they sit forward in the booth, their huge forms on alert.
“Do you really think so?”
I smile, a little shakily.
“I do. It’s not for sure, but there’s only one way to find out, right? After all, both of you are virile, I’m fertile, and it’s just a matter of time. Do you want to go and pick up a test with me?”
Immediately, Raider and Ryan are on their feet, their blue eyes blazing with urgency as their heads nearly brush the ceiling of the diner.
“Let’s go,” rasps Ryan. “If you’re already pregnant, then it’ll be the happiest day of my life.”
“Come on, sweet girl,” growls Raider, helping me to my feet. “I can’t wait to find out.”
With that, we leave the diner and duck into the nearest drugstore for a pregnancy test. After all, we’ve settled the matter: my two lovers want me to be their baby mama and I couldn’t be more excited.
10
Amy
I sit on the toilet with a smile on my face. The two men are outside, waiting impatiently. I can hear Raider and Ryan stalking about their bedroom while I wait for the indicator to change.
Initially, they wanted to come into the restroom with me, but I shooed them out.
“I need a little privacy,” I said with a smile. “I’m going pee. It’s not something you have to witness.”
The two men fix me with intense blue eyes.
“Don’t be embarrassed. You should never feel embarrassed about sharing anything about your body with us. Your curvy form belongs to us, sweetheart, and we adore it.”
I nod happily because my two men always make me feel so attractive and desirable. But still. I don’t want them to watch me pee because it’s just not cute.
“I will tell you as soon as I get the results,” I say. “Please, a little privacy. I promise I’m not going anywhere.”
With that, the co-CEOs back off and I’m left alone in their lavish en suite bathroom. It’s gorgeous inside with a huge, pristine white tub with claw feet, a gray marble floor, and fixtures tinted a pale rose color. There’s also a separate shower stall, and a separate whirlpool bath, just in case you’d like the spa effect. The en suite itself is bigger than my apartment, and I can’t believe I’m so lucky to be dating such wealthy, generous men.
But right now, I have a bit of me-time as I wait on the toilet, with the indicator at hand. What are the rules? I re-read the box. Oh right. A plus sign indicates that I’m pregnant, while a negative sign indicates that I’m not. It should be easy enough.
Another rap sounds on the door.
“Honey, is everything okay in there?”
I smile. My men are so interested that it’s kind of cute.
“Everything’s fine,” I call out. “I’ll let you know in a minute.”
But the indicator isn’t showing anything yet, so I put it down on the counter and get up to wash my hands. While the cool liquid runs over my fists, I stare at myself in the bathroom mirror. Is that girl really me? It is, but somehow she’s different too.
This Amy looks lush and confident, with a secret smile that comes of being adored by two men. This Amy has long blonde hair and a sparkle to her eye, knowing that she’s taken care of by two billionaire CEOs. This Amy has a spring to her step, and a glowing complexion that potentially indicates that she’s already pregnant.
I smile at myself again, loving the changes in my personality. Then I dry my hands and peer down at the counter to stare at the indicator again. My eyes go wide and my mouth drops open. Oh my gosh, I’m pregnant.
Immediately, I open the door and brandish the plastic indicator around like it’s a trophy.
“I’m pregnant!” I squeal. “The two of you are going to be daddies!”
Raider lifts me into his arms and spins me around, my blonde hair flying in an arc. Then he puts me down and holds me tight.