#MFRWHooks- And Baby Makes Four

Book Hooks (2)And Baby Makes Four

A Short Story in Shades of AMBW Winter

Adrianna Kingston is ready to fight anyone who threatens her child’s future, including its father, Toma Matsumoto. and his brother, Sho. The two men don’t know what they’re in for.


And Baby Makes Four_CoverThe tapping sound Toma Matsumoto made by striking his pen against the mahogany desk filtered through the hushed room. He stared up at a pair of oval brown eyes. Streaks of red in the iris and obvious rage didn’t detract from their beauty nor the rest of the stunning brown face towering over him. Full pursed lips and round cheeks glowed in the afternoon light streaming in from the office window behind him. She’s even more beautiful angry.

“Well?” The luxuriousness of her full breasts peeking from her top as she leaned over captured his attention next. “Are we going to discuss this, or are you just going to stare at me?”

Toma shifted his leg against the growing bulge on his thigh. Just looking at her makes me hard. That’s why I’m in this fucked-up situation now. He followed her gaze to the small stick on the desk and cleared his throat. “Adrianna. Please, sit and calm yourself.”

She scoffed and straightened. “Easy for you to say. You’re not the one who’s pregnant.” She fell into the chair and rubbed her forehead with her manicured fingers. “I can’t believe this is happening. I’m usually so damned careful.”

Toma arched an eyebrow at the amount of his one-night-stand’s thigh revealed when she crossed her legs. After weeks of charming her during negotiations between their companies, he’d managed to get her in his bed. Even two lines in front of him couldn’t make him regret having her. “Yes, I am as well,” he prodded the stick away with his pen and rose, “but here we are. Have you considered your options?”

“My options?” The skin above Adrianna’s nose wrinkled.

Toma sighed. “It’s your body, right?”

“Yes, it is, and one thing I won’t be doing with it is walking into an abortion clinic.” She stood and met him at the table, facing him eye to eye.

“I don’t see why not. Neither of us expected something like this. Besides, we were together less than two months ago, which means you’re early. They’ll simply give you a few pills.” Toma crossed his arms and leaned on the desk.

He fought the urge to shiver as Adrianna’s cold gaze dragged up his body and met his eyes. “You seem familiar with the procedure. I’m guessing this isn’t your first time dealing with an unplanned pregnancy?”

Toma scratched the tingling sensation shooting across his back. He was not easily rattled, but Adrianna Kingston was able to crawl right under his skin and fire up his nerves with a mixture of emotions. “If you must know, it’s not.” He held his nose high despite the shameful and long list of women — who he made sure had taken care of any little problems — running through is mind. The phone rang into the tense office air. This woman is not going to let me off so easily. I can’t have her forcing this kid on me.

Adrianna rolled her eyes and picked up her bag before sashaying towards the door. “Well, it is for me, and that is not an option. So, I suggest you start planning for fatherhood.”

Toma squinted and clenched his fists. It was one thing to put up with this overbearing woman when I was trying to get her between the sheets, but I’ve had enough of her bossiness. It’s time she learned she’s not running anything.  He strode across the room, standing between Adrianna and the door. “And what if I don’t want to? Our one night together was supposed to be just that — one.” He leaned in closer to her stunned face. “Do you really think you can fly back here from America and start making demands?” He turned and walked towards his desk, pulling at his shirt cuffs. “I have no intention of becoming a father because of a contraception malfunction.”

Add SHADES OF AMBW WINTER COLLECTION to your Goodreads “Want to Read” list

And Baby Makes Four


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: