The Billion Dollar Daddy!

  The baby monitor went off around two am. Wailing sounds from his small infant son could be heard in his room. He groans as he waits a moment to wake up. He was not used to waking to anyone.  He normally woke when he wanted to. If that was four am for a snack. Or to fly to Paris for some fun at midnight he had his pick. Not these days. "I am coming! I am coming!" Donovan grumbles.  He gets out of bed. Reaches over to turn on the light at his night stand, the brightness blinds him momentarily. He groans. It was far too early for this shit. He never expected or planned to be a parent. It sort of happened. Just a few weeks ago. An elder lady dropped a baby off at his door step. Insisted this baby was his. That the mother had passed away giving birth to the child. After having the ba

   "Mr. Spencer? Your apt is here now" buzzes in his secretary on his intercom. He yawns. He had another restless night with his child. He really needed one night of sleep. Just one. Was that to much to ask?? "Send her in" says Donovan.  He fought to keep his eyes open as he leans back in his chair. The sun poured into his office even though he tried hard to keep it out. "Hello, Mr. Spencer. Thank you for meeting with me today! This really means the world to me" rambles on a lady as she opens the door to his office. "Can you get those blinds? Close them in a little more for me please?" he demands to her as the sun began to bother his sensitive eyes. He covered his eyes with his hands. "Oh sure I can. Not a problem" he hears her say. He hears her fixing the blinds. "You look

                 Donovan managed to find the daycare center alright. He hated daycare centers. They were over run with little kids.  He was not even sure what this Shelly looked like. He hoped to be picking up the right child there in the day care center or his help would be for nothing at all.  He walked into the day care center. Kids were running around screaming. Some were in a corner crying over something. One was reading by the little book nook. He began to feel overwhelmed by it all.  He saw two teachers there. And too many kids. This was why he did not want his child in a center. His child would no

      Donovan was a bit forgetful these past few days. He was not meaning to. Just the days ran into each other. He was trying to keep it all straight. His old friend Quinn Masters came in town from Paris to see him. She hardly had time for him. She came around once a year when she was not busy modeling off for some country some place.  He forgot he had gotten her email that she was coming to spend the weekend with him. "Mr. Spencer!" he hears her say in his office one day. He looks up to see one of his many girls. Quinn Masters.    ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ A plastered red smile was spread on her face. She walks in his office. Sets on his desk. 

        Donovan got home as soon as he could to see just what it was Quinn was up to around his place. He knew that Quinn greatly upset Sawyer.  He felt badly about it. He had to make amends and get Sawyer to come back to him and Evan. Quinn would have to leave. That was final. He made his way home. Sawyer was not returning his phone calls, which upset him more. When Donovan got home to his surprise he found Quinn sitting on the couch wearing a sexy expensive dress holding his son. Feeding him. Donovan did not think Quinn was the mothering type. Or why Quinn decided to be the mothering type with his son. "Does this thing ever stop crying?" Quinn questions him as he comes in.  H