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Story: Billionaire's Frenemy
Jameson pulled out his phone.
“Amber,” he greeted his assistant. “Call Dr. Wilson Bob’s office and let him know that Willow and I are on our way. We don’t have an appointment, but get him to fit us in.”
“Of course. Is everything okay?”
He slung his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. “Yes. I mean…I hope so. Yes.” He hung up and pulled me onto his lap. His hand immediately settled on my belly. “Babe, how long were you planning to wait.”
I shrugged. “I think I would have had irrefutable proof soon enough.” My lip wobbled then I pulled it between my teeth. We’d both know yes or no soon. I had no doubt the doctor would fit us in, especially since Jameson was friends with the man’s colleagues, Dr. Grammer and Dr. Brixton. “I was okay with JJ being an only child, but I really hope…”
“Same.” His lips brushed over mine. “Hey, maybe, it’s twins.”
“What is it with you and twins?” I asked with a watery laugh.
“You know Bennett and I are really close—close enough to be the same age part of the year. I thought our kids would like that.”
“You two used to fight as often as you didn’t.”
His shoulder lifted beneath my cheek. “He was my best friend—he is my best friend. After you, of course.”
“Heh. More like I was your frenemy.”
Tilted his head, he caught my lips again. “Makes things interesting. But no, you’re my everything, even the air I breathe.”
And as he kissed me, I forgot about my nerves or anything but being in my husband’s arms. Until reality intruded and we arrived at the building housing my doctor’s facility. ButJameson and I were together and that was all that mattered as I was led back to the examining room mere minutes after arriving. A few tests and and an ultrasound later…
Jameson got his wish. Twins.
“Amber,” he greeted his assistant. “Call Dr. Wilson Bob’s office and let him know that Willow and I are on our way. We don’t have an appointment, but get him to fit us in.”
“Of course. Is everything okay?”
He slung his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. “Yes. I mean…I hope so. Yes.” He hung up and pulled me onto his lap. His hand immediately settled on my belly. “Babe, how long were you planning to wait.”
I shrugged. “I think I would have had irrefutable proof soon enough.” My lip wobbled then I pulled it between my teeth. We’d both know yes or no soon. I had no doubt the doctor would fit us in, especially since Jameson was friends with the man’s colleagues, Dr. Grammer and Dr. Brixton. “I was okay with JJ being an only child, but I really hope…”
“Same.” His lips brushed over mine. “Hey, maybe, it’s twins.”
“What is it with you and twins?” I asked with a watery laugh.
“You know Bennett and I are really close—close enough to be the same age part of the year. I thought our kids would like that.”
“You two used to fight as often as you didn’t.”
His shoulder lifted beneath my cheek. “He was my best friend—he is my best friend. After you, of course.”
“Heh. More like I was your frenemy.”
Tilted his head, he caught my lips again. “Makes things interesting. But no, you’re my everything, even the air I breathe.”
And as he kissed me, I forgot about my nerves or anything but being in my husband’s arms. Until reality intruded and we arrived at the building housing my doctor’s facility. ButJameson and I were together and that was all that mattered as I was led back to the examining room mere minutes after arriving. A few tests and and an ultrasound later…
Jameson got his wish. Twins.