Page 35 of Accidental Theirs (Alpha Billionaire Daddies #6)

Chapter Thirty-One

DAMIEN

Leaving Olivia’s office when she’s so flirty and affectionate is like pulling teeth, but it has to be done. I’m still chasing down the leak, and I’m beginning to think Ms. Rosalind Miles has nothing at all to do with it.

I still go by her office, and she isn’t in for the day, so I head to the small office of who I really need to be talking to—Roland.

I don’t suspect he’s the leak, but his code is the one that keeps getting stolen, so we need to have a conversation.

I knock on his closed office door, and he calls for me to come in.

He looks startled when I walk in the door, closing it behind me.

“Damien? Is something wrong with Olivia?”

I shake my head, sitting across from his desk. “Nothing like that. She’s fine. Baby’s fine.”

He lets out a relieved sigh. “Then what can I do for you?”

“Your keycard.”

Roland winces. “It’s bad that I lost it, huh?”

“Very bad.” I lean forward, putting my forearms on my thighs. “It seems whoever is leaking information is using your key code. Every time. You can see how that makes me a bit suspicious, right?”

“I had nothing to do with the leak,” he says quickly, looking at me seriously.

There’s nothing about his face that makes me not trust him. He’s a little pale, but anyone would be, given the circumstances.

But even if he’s not consciously part of this...

“I need you to sign up for a new key card. Make the other one obsolete.”

He nods slowly. “Yeah, of course. First, I just have to?—”

“Get it done today, Roland.”

His throat works but he nods again. “All right. I will.”

I stand up.

“I’m not... in any kind of trouble, am I?”

“Is there any reason for you to be?” I ask coolly, and Roland looks up at me blankly only for a moment.

“No, of course not.”

I still don’t believe he’s the leak, but I need to consult with Olivia. I have to keep her in the loop with all of this, no matter how much it may worry her.

She sits behind her office, chewing on a Chinese dumpling, and I smile down at her, shutting the door behind me.

“Did you find something?”

“Not exactly. I met with Roland.”

She stiffens. “Roland has nothing to do with this.”

“Maybe not, but it’s his key code that’s being used. I had to follow up.”

“And?”

I hate the fear in her face. “And nothing. He lost the card, but?— ”

“He’s just flighty. It doesn’t mean anything. He’s always been a bit ditzy.”

“Still, we work with sensitive information here, Olivia.”

“I’ll talk to him. But I don’t want him wrapped up in this.”

I raise an eyebrow and think of telling her that if he had never lost his card, we wouldn’t be in this mess. But that won’t help matters.

Roland is one of her closest friends, and I know he wouldn’t do this. She’s right. He’s just flaky.

She still looks nervous, and I get up, coming around the desk to pull her into my arms. She stands up, pressing her face into my chest.

I rub my hands down her back to soothe her.

“Damien,” she murmurs, and it sends an ache right down my cock.

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“I need you.” Her words come out in a tumble of a breath and when I look down at her, she’s breathing hard, her chest heaving.

“Right now? Right here?”

“Wouldn’t be the first time.” She toys with the buttons of my vest.

I glance behind us and then move to draw the curtains, locking the door.

She gets up on the desk, spreading her thighs, and I glimpse her white, cotton panties.

My throat goes dry.

“Hurry, hurry.” She brings me closer by looping her thumbs in my belt loops.

She frees me from my slacks, pumping me with her fist, and I take a harsh breath, thrusting into her hand.

God, I always want her so badly. It’s like being addicted, but to a person’s body.

To her heart, too .

I slide her panties off and tuck them into my pocket.

She raises an eyebrow.

“A souvenir.”

Olivia giggles and spreads her thighs, and I put my hands under her ass to bring her to the edge of the desk, leaning down so that I can guide myself into her.

It’s not the world’s best angle, but it’s what we’ve got, and I thrust into her with fervor, kissing along her long neck and grabbing the flesh of her thick thighs.

She’s so slick and hot with no prep that it seems impossible, but the more I thrust, the more she clenches around me.

“Coming already, baby?” I murmur in her ear as I pound away, and she chokes out a sobbing moan, scratching her nails down my shoulders when I finally spill inside her.

It’s quick and dirty but after we adjust our clothes, we look almost normal.

“Guess that’ll be my lunch break.”

I frown. “You need to eat.”

She swats at me playfully as I pull out. “I’ll order something in. Don’t be a worrywart, Damien.”

“Can’t help it. It’s in my nature.”

She smiles, kissing me softly. “Let me know if you find out anything else.”

“I will.” I kiss her once again before moving away from her, reluctantly going back to my office.

At home later, I’ve finally got the whole nursery set up. It’s like having a little home for someone who isn’t even here yet.

I stand in the doorway of the nursery, looking at the crib, the changing table, everything ready for a little human.

What if it’s not mine? What if she chooses someone else?

The family I’ve been hoping for my entire life... What happens to it?

I draw in a ragged breath and strip off my suit, changing into a pair of sweats and going down to my home gym to beat the absolute shit out of a bag.

As usual, stretching and using my muscles helps my mind feel more grounded.

I’ve already decided that I’m not going to go gracefully.

If the baby belongs to one of them, I still want her. If it belongs to me, I want her.

Hell, if there were no baby at all, I’d want her.

And I’ll be here, if she wants me. Any time.

Unfortunately, I think that’s the way Dominic feels, too.

Sebastian may say that he’s staying out of it, but I see the way he looks at her. He’s certainly never looked at any other woman like that, at least not as long as I’ve known him.

None of this is going to be easy, but is anything worth it ever easy?

And God knows, Olivia Carter is worth it.