The Billionaire's Baby (The Romero Brothers, Book 5) by Shadonna Richards Page A

And
went. It’s a nice facility. I had to leave the meeting early but Brenda has
taken all the available info. I’m not making any rash decisions yet.”
    “Good. Well, keep
me posted. And oh, yeah, don’t forget the dinner next week.”
    “The dinner?”
    “Yeah, you know
how Gramps will feel if we miss one of our family dinners. Complete with a
sermon.”
    “Oh, right. I
wouldn’t want to miss that.”
    The Romero family
gathered a few times during the month for a great feast at the estate to keep
everyone together. Since most of their jobs and
businesses were spread out virtually all over North America. Toni Romero, the
patriarch of the Romero dynasty, had instilled family values first in his
grandsons and insisted they do everything to keep the family unit close and
strong.
    He often told
them if they were too busy for friends and family, then it meant they were too busy!
    “Listen.” Jules
turned to Amber after he’d finished his phone call.
“Would you like to come to dinner next week at the estate?”
    “Oh, Jules.
That’s so nice of you to offer. But I really don’t want to impose.”
    “You’re not
imposing, Amber. Come on. Besides, you’ve met Gramps before. He really likes
you. And he appreciates what you did for Venus and Carl. He said he’ll be forever
in your debt.”
    Amber seemed to
give serious thought to the invitation. “Okay, I’ll let you know how I feel. I
mean , I do have my days, you know.” She grinned
sheepishly.
    “Of course.”
Jules had to remember that Amber was pregnant and from what he’d seen of his sisters-in-law
Lucy and Maxine, it could be one heck of a mood swing one after the other.
“Anyway, you must be hungry. Let’s go get something to eat and then we’ll talk
about getting you settled in your new apartment.”
    “My new
apartment? It’s new?” she gasped.
    “Well, yes.
Remember, we own quite a few condos by the waterfront.”
    “I know. It
sounds, great really it does. I’m just…speechless. Jules, I don’t know how I’d
ever repay you.”
    “That’s what
friends are for, right?”
    He saw the look
of disappointment that flashed briefly on her face. Friends. He said the F
word. But wasn’t that what she’d wanted all along? Well, maybe she was having
second thoughts. Or maybe it was the hormonal changes the instructor mentioned
earlier in the prenatal class.
    Support, Jules. Amber needs your support. Your undivided emotional support.
    And that’s what
he was going to give her. Nothing less.
     
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    It was one heck
of a long day, but later that evening, Jules’s soft hands covered Amber’s eyes
as he stood behind her in suite 1201. “Okay, you can open your eyes,” he said,
removing his hands.
    She opened her
eyes and her jaw fell open. “Jules!”
    “You like?”
    “Jules…I…I love
it but…this is too much,” she refuted. The fresh leather smell wafted to her
nostrils as she glanced around at a lovely set of expensive-looking soft
leather couches. Movie-style recliner seats and a large screen TV filled an
entire wall. It was like a mega home theatre.
    “While we were
dining, I had the boys at the club set this up.”
    “You shouldn’t
have.”
    “Please. It’s
nothing.”
    “But it isn’t
nothing, Jules. This stuff must have cost a fortune.” Amber reminded herself
how Rex tried to own her in so many ways. First, it starts with the ownership
thing then it leads to much more.
    “Please, Amber.
Don’t think about the cost of things. Having comfort shouldn’t come with a
price tag.”
    “That’s easy for
you to say,” she teased him. Amber recoiled from her own comment. Oh, she
wished she could take back her words when she saw a pinch of disappointment
shadow Jules’s expression.
    “Listen, Jules. I…I’m
s-sorry. I really do appreciate all you’ve done. It’s just that things are
moving so fast in my life right now.”
    “I just want to
make sure that you and baby are fine.