A deadly suggestion

Vanessa's POV

I stared at Trinity, with a confused expression etched on my face. What in the world was she talking about?

I voiced my confusion, shifting in my seat uncomfortably, “What do you mean? I don’t understand.”

Trinity smiled, looking over me with a smile on her face. “I mean, you are perfect. You’ve got a lot going on with your life that you don’t have we time to think of men, right?”

“How do you know that—”

“Are you forgetting we went to the same high school?” She purred. “Everyone found it odd that you avoided homecoming and prom just because you did not want to get a date. If that’s still the case now, then you are definitely not going to fall in love and mess things up.”

Raising my hands, I let out a nervous laugh. “Hello? I’m completely lost here, Trinity.”

She scooted closer to me, with a dead serious expression on her face. “You are newly pregnant. And there is a billionaire who wants a surrogate, to carry his baby. The money, benefits and allowances he is willing to