Maid To The Billionaire(14)
I wrapped the evidence all up in a towel and just as I opened the bathroom door, I heard the elevator open. Damn! I sat the towel back down on the counter and turned to pretend I was cleaning the sink. Alex walked back in the room. “Hi,” I said. “Did you forget something?”
“My phone,” he said, sounding frustrated. “There it is.” He scooped it up off the dresser and then looked around the room. “You know Vicki; it looks pretty good in here. Can I ask you to change your routine a bit and do me a favor today?”
My insides were shaking. I was pregnant… most likely with this man’s baby. “Sure,” I said, hoping my voice didn’t sound shaky as well. “What do you need, sir?”
“I’m having some friends over this weekend and I’d really like to entertain out by the pool. Could you clean the pool house really well for me and make sure there are fresh linens out there and soap, that sort of thing? Stock the refrigerator with water also.”
“Of course, I’ll do that right away.”
“Thank you so much. Have a good day.”
“You too, sir.” I followed him out of the room and rode down in the elevator with him. I was halfway finished cleaning the pool house when I remembered the test. Damn! I’d left it wrapped in the towel on his bathroom counter. I felt sick again. Oh God, I had to get that before he came back or someone else found it. I was about to leave the pool house and go do that when I saw Karen headed out towards me.
“Hey Victoria, I have to take off early today. When you finish out here can you make sure the plants are watered in the sunrooms?”
“Of course,” I told her.
“Thank you. How are you feeling?”
“I’m as good as new,” I lied. I still wanted to throw up. It wasn’t the morning sickness any longer; it was the stress of the situation.
“Great! I’ll see you tomorrow then.” I watched her go and then I headed for the house. As I got close to the kitchen door I heard Gregory talking to someone. I was horrified when I stepped inside and saw that it was Alex.
“Just lie flat on your back sir and make sure the room is completely dark. It’s the best way to get rid of a migraine,” Gregory said.
“Thanks, Gregory. I’ll try anything at this point.” I realized that Alex must have one of his migraines; at least every other month or so he got one that would keep him down for the entire day. I felt bad for him, but I felt worse for me. He was going to lie down in his room and I wouldn’t be able to get the test out of there. I watched him get on the elevator with the sick feeling in my stomach becoming more intense by the second. My head was spinning and I suddenly thought that I was going to either throw up or pass out right then and there.
“Victoria, are you okay?” I looked up and realized Gregory was looking at me. I nodded.
“Just a little under the weather,” I said. “I’ll be fine.” I went back to the pool house and finished my job there. Then I watered the plants in both sunrooms before I took a chance and rode the elevator up to the master suite. The door was closed and there was no light at all coming from under the door. Alex was asleep and I briefly wondered if I’d be able to sneak inside and get into the bathroom, get the test and sneak out before he woke up.
I let myself imagine the worst case scenario. He would wake up and find me in his bedroom while he was sleeping and he’d think because we’d had sex already I was a creepy stalker. I’d be fired and would be humiliated to boot. Not a fun scenario at all. I imagined leaving the test where it was. Alex would find it, ask about it and I would tell him that yes, my boyfriend and I are having a baby and apologize profusely for leaving it there, explaining that my mind was a little foggy in the mornings because of the hormones. I finally left for the day with scenario number two as the winner. Maybe I’d get lucky and he’d sleep through the night and not find it at all… just maybe.
CHAPTER SEVEN
VICTORIA
When I got home Liz was in the living room, painting her toenails. I sat down next to her on the couch and just blurted it out, “I’m pregnant.”
She stopped, put the polish down and held her arms open. I fell into them and with my head on her shoulder I cried. I don’t know how long we sat there like that, but when I finally pulled myself together I pulled myself up and said, “I’m sorry.”
She smiled. “I’m sorry for you, honey. I know you’re not ready for this. What are you going to do?”