The CEO’s New Baby

Truth be told, he didn’t want her to think he was doing all this just because she was sick, because, by God, that was surely not the case. He was doing it because he loved seeing her smile, he loved the way her cheeks raised whenever her lips curled and the way her eyes shone whenever he did something sweet. He wanted her to know he was there for her, that he supported every dream of hers the same way he supported his own.

“If you want, we can hire a designer, maybe some men to start painting the entire place.” He shrugged, his hands slipping in his pockets as he looked around.

“No, I want to do everything myself. I already have a few ideas for the place.” She smiled as she took in a deep breath.

“Fortunately, you are better with designs than you are with baking. So, hopefully, it will end up just fine.” He chuckled.

Kayla slapped him playfully across the arm, looking at him between her lashes.

“Take it back!” she warned.

“Oh, yeah? Make me.” He knew what kind of game he was getting himself into. He was doing it willingly. In fact, he was doing it with pleasure. The door to the shop was closed before she even said anything. The cracking sound echoed around them even after she had approached him.

Her hand was resting on his shoulder, her fingers tracing his chest as her hand went lower and lower. She was ready to tease him, to make him regret ever wishing to play that game.

“Make you?” she whispered, right before her tongue licked his earlobe. She could hear him gulp, his Adam’s apple going up and down as he tried to breathe. She knew she was turning him on, that he was already feeling the heat radiating through his body, spreading on the surface of his blood like burning hot lava. She meant for that to happen.

Just as her hands reached the tip of his belt, he took in a deep breath, expecting her to grab him. His entire body wanted that, craved and expected that. But no, that wasn’t the game she was playing.

“Nah! I will let it slide today.” And just like that, she left him hot and bothered.

“That is a low blow!” Ryan objected.

“True. But you got to admit, it was a good one.” She chuckled, taking a seat on the silver chair by the table.

Ryan wrinkled his nose for a second and then burst into a fit of laughter. “Okay, it was good.”

They took a few moments to look around, to take in the finest of details.

“So, do you have an idea of what you want to do with the place?”

She had a few ideas. The place was promising. It had a nice view, nice architecture. All it needed was some time and attention. And thankfully, Kayla was more than ready to give it both of those things.

“I want something colorful. I want to turn this place into a place in which kids would love to come. I am still unsure of how to do that, but I am sure it will come to me.” She had to admit, Emily had been her inspiration. She wanted to create a place inspired by her daughter, a place through which Emily would be able to remember her long after she was gone. At least that had been her initial thought. But now, after seeing the doctor, she had to admit that her reasons were slightly shifting, metamorphosing into something happier.