Baby Contract Read Online Ella Goode

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Insta-Love, Novella, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
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“You’ve a better chance of getting Errol to make coconut cream pie which is like zero because he hates coconut.”

“I’m guessing nachos are out then too.” He doesn’t even respond to that one.

“Don’t worry, love, I’ll get you the yellow cheese if it's the last thing I do.” He winks at me. I guess we’re still pretending we’re a couple. I thought it was a joke, but he’s really sticking to it.

I'm curious about the whereabouts of his child's mother and their relationship. I’m guessing they’re not on great terms with her dropping her baby and taking off. Don’t get me wrong; Carr should step up either way, but they should be a team at the very least.

We get the baby loaded up and are on our way. When we make it back to the mega mansion, I take over feeding her before giving her a bath. Once I put on a fresh diaper and onesie, she falls asleep quickly, sucking on her pacifier.

“Holy crap,” I mutter when I step back into the nursery. All the furniture from Lullaby Love is already set up. Carr really did get everything.

“She’s been so calm since you got here.” Carr is freshly showered. I can tell he’s exhausted.

“I’m glad I could help. She’s a sweet girl.” I rub her chubby cheek.

“What is that?”

“It’s a pacifier. It will help soothe her.”

“There is so much I don’t know.” Carr runs his fingers through his hair, dropping down in the rocker.

“It’s going to be okay. This is all new to you.” I lay her down gently into the crib. “You’ll get the hang of it,” I try to reassure him. Sure, he might have made some shitty choices to get here, but he clearly cares about the baby girl. He’s been watching her sleep out of fear. I’m actually impressed with how present he’s been.

“You really are a lifesaver,” Carr says when I hand him one of the baby monitors. I’ll keep the other. There are a million Target bags that need to be unloaded and gone through, but that can wait for tomorrow. It’s been a long day, and exhaustion is beginning to creep in.

“Do you have a shirt or something I can wear to bed?” I'm actually not sure where I’ll be sleeping. I’ll need to go tomorrow and collect my things from the hotel. I should probably check in with the agency too.

“Of course.” He stands quickly. “You’ll need a room.”

“That might be nice, or I can come back tomorrow morning.”

“You’re not going anywhere, Addison.”

The way he says it makes it sound like it means a whole lot more.

Chapter Seven

CARR

Everything is going so smoothly now that Addison is here. The baby is happy, Errol is happy, and I’m getting work done. Ben, with the help of the legal team, was able to obtain a copy of the birth certificate. “Megan wasn’t happy about the request,” he says as he hands over the paper.

“There’s no name here.” Then I remember Addison saying that some people leave it blank. I tap the paper against my palm. “When’s the paternity test coming back?”

“Should be any day now.”

Addison wanders into the kitchen with the baby in one arm. “Is that the birth certificate?”

She must recognize the seal on the document. “Yeah.” I hand it over. “You were right. Name section is blank.”

“I don’t mean to pry, but your name isn’t on here.”

“It’s my cousin.”

“So this baby…she’s not yours?”

I don’t like the sound of that. “No, the baby is mine. Finders keepers—that sort of thing. Here. Let me hold the baby.” Addison has given me some lessons on handling this little tyke, and ever since she’s arrived, the baby doesn’t cry as much anymore. “Why don’t you go take a shower and we’ll have dinner together and you and Errol and I will come up with a name.”

“I don’t know…”

“You want to smell nice for the baby.”

Her eyebrows crash together. “Are you saying I don’t smell good?”

“I never said anything.” I turn my back on her and nuzzle the baby’s head. Everyone smells perfect. Addison like spring and the baby, well, the baby has some kind of special smell. It might be the baby powder, but I think it’s some natural chemical that babies produce.

“Hmmmph,” Addison sniffs and stomps out.

As she’s leaving, Errol arrives, carrying bags of groceries. “Why’s Addison upset?”

“Mr. Smooth told her she smells.” Ben points an accusing finger at me.

“She had bags under her eyes. She needs a break.” She’s doing all the childcare, and it’s a 24-hour job. Errol and I barely survived, and we’re two people. Two men, kind of inept, but still, it’s one more pair of hands and one more set of eyes than Addison has.

“Are you gonna hire a nanny for the nanny?” Errol wonders.

“No, but I think I can do some stuff. I was handling it okay before Addison arrived.”


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