Boston Kincaid is ruthless when comes to getting what he wants – and from the minute he sees Julianna Holly, he’ll stop at nothing to have her in his bed but the tide turns when Julianna turns up pregnant and runs away. Now, Boston is determined to drag her back to his bed — whether she’s willing or not.
Julianna is in a terrible position. Not only is she knocked up but she may have gone and fallen for the jerk, too. However, Julianna is no push-over and she might just have to find a way to forget about Boston Kincaid if she wants to save her heart. Now, if only her heart would cooperate.
This is the second installment of a three-part serial. Enjoy!
EXCERPT:
“If that baby is mine…”
“Quit saying that, you know it’s yours!”
His gaze roamed hers and for the briefest moment she thought she saw desperate hope glimmering in his dark eyes that caused a traitorous leap in her heart. No, don’t do that, she told herself, horrified that she would care about his feelings. He’d done this to her on purpose. He’d tricked her. That was the only answer. But even as she cursed him silently for what he’d done, she wasn’t prepared for the soft touch of his lips brushing against hers as he said, “If what you say is true…then we truly created a miracle and nothing will keep me from my child.” He deepened the kiss and her knees threatened to buckle, damn him. “Not even if its mother hates me,” he murmured and she swallowed a cry as he abruptly let her go. “Richard will take you home. I have calls to make.”
And then he left her to stare after him. Julianna wiped away the remnant of his kisses and ground the tears from her eyes. She ought to grab a cab and screw Boston with his dictates but even as the defiant thought blazed across her thoughts, she sank back down on the bed and knew she’d await Richard to ferry her back to Boston’s house because in a way, his place had become more like home than her apartment, even with the gaudy gold-plated bathroom fixtures that she hated.
Why? Ah crap, because as much as she hated to admit it…it was because at night, Boston crawled into bed with her and they slept entwined with one another, as if they were carved from the same block of wood to fit together. Dumb bad luck.
Julianna glanced down at her belly and her breath hitched in her throat as the sobering thought of motherhood weighed on her shoulders.
She squeezed her eyes shut and a tentacle of fear reached from a dark place and curled around her thoughts. Women died giving birth. It was rare — but it happened. It was a worst-case scenario…and it’d happened to someone she’d loved very much.
It might be irrational to fear the same fate but by the time Richard had arrived to pick her up, she was fighting the urge to lose whatever food remained in her stomach.
Bottom line? She was afraid of this baby.
And she was ashamed to admit it.
Boston Kincaid is ruthless when comes to getting what he wants – and from the minute he sees Julianna Holly, he’ll stop at nothing to have her in his bed but the tide turns when Julianna turns up pregnant and runs away. Now, Boston is determined to drag her back to his bed — whether she’s willing or not.
Julianna is in a terrible position. Not only is she knocked up but she may have gone and fallen for the jerk, too. However, Julianna is no push-over and she might just have to find a way to forget about Boston Kincaid if she wants to save her heart. Now, if only her heart would cooperate.
Leverage: Part II
By Alexx Andria
Copyright © 2013 by Alexx Andria. All rights reserved.
*This story is intended for mature readers only.
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Pregnant? Julianna swung her startled gaze toward Boston and wondered if she’d somehow dropped down a rabbit hole into an alternate universe where doctors spouted impossible scenarios and enjoyed tea parties with people who were mad as fuck. “I’m sorry, I think I misheard you,” she said, looking past Boston to the doctor who was attempting to make a quick getaway but her near panicked tone stopped him. “Whoa, hold on there. There’s no possible way I’m pregnant. You’ve made a mistake.”
“There is no mistake. You’re very newly pregnant but pregnant nonetheless. I take it this is not a planned pregnancy?” the doctor surmised then took Julianna’s scowl and Boston’s dark glower as answer enough. “Well, you can look into alternatives if you’re not interested in carrying the pregnancy to term.”