All Chapters of Big Daddy Wants Me: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Two years later...I keep looking at my watch and hoping Cain will be here soon. He texted me and said he was running late, but I know he doesn't want to miss the appointment.This is our second pregnancy, but he's still just as excited as the first one. When they called me back, I said I was still waiting on my husband, but the nurse told me that one of their doctors had an emergency and they didn't have time to reschedule me. I debated for half a second before I decided to go back, hoping that he'd be here soon.Now I'm laid back on the table with my legs in stirrups waiting on the doctor to come see me. I've gotten used to letting it all hang out after my first pregnancy, so I just try to get comfortable and pass the time.After a moment the door opens and I look up to see the doctor walk in. I gasp because it's not my normal female obstetrician, but a male doctor I've never met."You must be Ursula. I'm Doctor Rogers," he says, walking over and shaking my hand.I pull my knees tog

Cassandra Andrews has a little problem.She hates her family, has run away from home, and has no place to stay.Okay, maybe problems is more accurate. And 'little' is a stretch.Defeated, and helpless, she hides out at the women's locker room at a boxing gym far away from home where nobody who knows her would ever dream she's in. The days roll past quietly, and she's alright.Until... she's caught.Brent Bolland is the owner of the gym, and can easily throw her out. But one look at Cassandra, and his body starts acting up. He doesn't know the circumstances that must have brought her to him, but he intends for one thing.To keep her as his.----------------------------------1 - Cassandra.I stand outside of the police station, not wanting to go inside, but I don’t have much of a choice. My stepmother has reported me missing, and I don’t understand why. The second I could escape her hold, I did, but I have no idea why they are trying to find me. They loathe my existence. The only thin

I jerk awake when a hand touches my shoulder, and a small scream leaves me before I can press my hand over my mouth. This is the last place to be screaming.“It’s okay.” The librarian holds her hands up in surrender, but her expression is sympathetic. “We’re closing.” “Sorry,” I respond and rub my eyes. I hadn’t meant to fall asleep.“Do you have somewhere to go?” “Yeah,” I mumble. “All right, honey.” She steps away, going back to her desk at the front. I’ve been coming here most afternoons. People don’t want paper job applications anymore, and without a phone or laptop, the library was my only choice. Now I’m spending almost all of my time here. I was hoping to get a response back from one of the millions of places I’ve put in a job application, but it’s been crickets. All that money spent on fancy prep schools for nothing.Grabbing my coat, I put it on along with my gloves before grabbing my bag to head out. This area of town is nice, but I can’t linger for too long before a sho

I should lie down and go to sleep, but I want to peek around. I know I shouldn’t because Brent is helping me, and being nosy is no way to repay his kindness. But I’m not tired. I was until I got caught in the bathroom, and since then, the adrenaline won’t let me sit still. Now I’m wide awake and wondering why this man is helping me. Besides, would it count as being nosy if I’m the new office girl? My eyes linger on the fridge, and I decide that’s a safe bet. He told me to help myself, so I might as well. When I open it, I find a gold mine of meats, cheeses, and fruit. Before I know it, I’ve eaten way too much, and guilt quickly follows. He told me to eat something, not everything.Grabbing a pen off his desk, I find a piece of paper and write down everything that I ate. This way I can pay him back with my first check. Once that’s done, I glance at his computer. Maybe I could check my emails. He said he’d give me a job, but you can never be too sure. Having a back-up would be nice, an

The sleep I got last night was better than I could ever remember having any night before. I thought it would be difficult to let my guard down enough to fall asleep in a stranger’s home. Especially with what I went through with my stepbrother. Yet somehow, the second I closed my eyes, I was out.Brent has been nothing but kind and caring and has done everything he could to make me feel safe. When he offered to lock himself in his own bedroom, I almost burst out laughing.With all that he’s given me, I’m going to prove that I’m worth hiring. I’m prepared to work hard and bust my ass so I can show him how grateful I am. I don’t want him to have any regrets. I’ll do as he suggests for now and save all I can before I find another place to stay. It would be nice to have a small nest egg and not worry about being one paycheck away from being homeless again.I also want to ask him what my hours are. Would that be rude? Depending on when he needs me to work, I might be able to get a second jo