I ordered a baby daddy, not a crazy billionaire.
Exasperated, I pat my stomach a little, “My child, I’m trying. I really am, I try to give you a young daddy, but your mother accidentally found the CEO version of a fake daddy.”
Silence falls in the place, and it’s suffocating. Adrian finally goes over to a sofa and sits with his legs crossed. He relaxes into the chair like he owns the entire place. Actually, he does.
“Sit.”
I blink, “Was that a request?”
“No.”
“It sounded rude.”
“It was an instruction.”
“ I don’t take instructions well.”
“ I noticed, I’ve known you for a few minutes and you already offended me four times. People usually know when to stop talking around me. You apparently missed that lesson.”