The CEO's Accidental Baby
It’s a long afternoon at Knight Enterprises, and the fluorescent lights are buzzing an awful lot like a swarm of bees, and I’ve got a wave of nausea rolling over me that’s got absolutely nothing to do with the desk full of spreadsheets in front of me. It’s been one week since that late night in Liam’s office, since I saw the ticket stub to the masquerade that has me half-convinced he’s the father of the baby I’m carrying. I’m Emma Larson, the best and the brightest, sharp-as-a-tack analyst but currently a wreck — sweaty, sick to my stomach, praying nobody sees me about to lose my breakfast. It’s the Orion project presentation, and its full strength, and its my turn, but my body has decided t