Lahat ng Kabanata ng Naughty Nikki: A Billionaire Romance: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 78

~ Jameson ~I’m taken aback.This shouldn’t be the moment we hit upon a life-altering decision regarding this specific subject. It’s always percolating in the back in my brain, clearly. Constantly. However, I’m not expecting it to be on hers. At least… not right now.Hell, even I’m a little fuzzy in the head as my cock is throbbing and I’m gazing at her, naked and snuggled close. She’s just come with a ferocity that rocks me to the core, and now she’s staring at me with absolute amazement in her eyes over the orgasm—and her current epiphany. As a result, I’m also completely mind blown.I crook a brow, prompting her to continue.After all, one does not simply announce they’ll have your baby and then move onto another topic, like you’re merely discussing the weather. Even if it’s to pivot so that we’re back on track with the sexy times. Much as my body is strained to the point of snapping, what’s more important is what she’s deliberating over.Given that she doesn’t appear to have the w

~ Nikki ~Jameson places a black leather portfolio on the mahogany table, next to my linen breakfast setting. Then he rounds the table and takes a plush chair across from me.“What’s this?” I ask, in between sips of cappuccino.“CVs and professional accolades of a dozen of the best attorneys in New York City, none of whom are on my payroll; though I will foot the bill for you to meet with the one you choose and carefully review the contract, line by line, so that you are well-educated as to the arrangement we’re potentially entering into.”My brow quirks. “Potentially?” I set aside my delicate cup and eye him, curiously.“You’ve verbally consented, but you haven’t signed anything. You may elect not to sign. That is up to you, Nikki. I won’t attempt to sway you either way. You have all the power in this scenario and, at the end of the day, whatever options you do or don’t pursue are entirely up to you. With one caveat.”Now, I smirk. “Of course. What is it?”“The child will be mine. He

~Jameson~I’m trapped in yet another quandary related to Nikki St. Claire. She is, beyond a shadow of a doubt, the perfect woman to accompany me to any business meeting and every gala. She softens my sharp edges when I’m engaged in more personal conversations, and brilliantly substantiates all of my points during professional discussions. She’s elegant, refined and savvy.Also… breathtakingly beautiful.Of course, I’m not the only one to recognize these qualities. She captivates everyone she interacts with.A pro and a con at the exact same time because, while I’m extremely proud of her, I am conversely agitated that she garners so much attention and has other executives cracking jokes about stealing her away from me that aren’t actually jokes. I’m not a fucking idiot. I know a prime commodity when I see one, and Nikki is the real deal. A significant asset is so many ways.It makes me damn glad that I insisted she accompany me on this trip. Not that I condone or are happy with the

It’s a disconcerting thought, I’m not gonna lie. I must tamp down my feelings and any sort of wild-haired ideas developing around the periphery of finding a happily ever after with Jameson Richards.Of course, I’ll experience a form of the HEA—via financial independence and a big, bright future that I will have control over sculpting.I just won’t land Prince Charming. That is a true statement, an indisputable fact that I absolutely have to accept.In addition, I have to acknowledge that there is satisfaction in providing him with something he wants, regardless of how it steals away from me a core HEA element. I can give him a child. That is my superpower.Okay, it’s not my only one. (And it actually hasn’t been proven yet, right?)My other strengths are that I’m growing professionally by leaps and bounds, on a daily basis. Having this closely knit relationship with Jameson, being mentored by him and observing him in every business aspect has offered me invaluable insight. To the p