Table of Contents
Her Baby His Gift
Dedications & Acknowledgments
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
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Her Baby His Gift
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Dedications & Acknowledgments
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Chapter 1
Carter Owens was startled out of his sleep. His heart was racing, and perspiration covered his entire body. He ran a shaky hand over the back of his head while taking several deep breaths.
The raspy, sleep-filled voice of the woman lying next to him whispered into the darkness. “Another bad dream?”
Hearing the sound of Elaina’s southern drawl was a welcomed relief. “Yeah. Something like that.” Slowly, Carter released the air trapped in his lungs. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”
Elaina pulled the sheet with her as she sat up and began to caress the hard planes of his back. “That makes two nights in a row.” She leaned over and placed her chin on his shoulder. “You want to talk about it?”
Talk about it? Hell, no. “It’s nothing,” he said.
“We’ve only been dating a short time, but I hope you know that I’m here for you. You can tell me anything.”
Not this. Carter reached for Elaina’s hand and held it. So much had happened since the day they met. Elaina had become something of a life preserver—even if she wasn’t the woman consuming his every waking thought and now haunting his dreams.
That space was left for Harlem Thomas.
Carter didn’t understand it. Why was she, of all people, making X-rated appearances in his dreams? Harlem was completely off-limits. Never mind that she couldn’t stand him. The truth was that he wasn’t too fond of her either, but they were now forever linked.
Both had been thrust into an impossible situation. One that Carter was not only reeling from but still trying to navigate. Adding a new relationship with Elaina to this clusterfuck—Carter must have really loved hell on earth.
Elaina Robins was a good woman. She was smart, sexy, and had a warm heart. If Carter was the marrying kind, Elaina might even be the one.
There was just one problem—Elaina didn’t emotionally awaken him. It wasn’t her fault. Carter didn’t think any woman could. A good friend opined that it was long past time to give up his bachelor ways, and Elaina was a good choice. If he had a list, she would check all the boxes. Physically, she was just his type. If you could call any woman over five-foot-eight, a flat stomach with a full rack, and a nice ass, a type. The blue eyes and red hair were a bonus. He was lucky that Elaina was more than just a beautiful woman. She was intelligent and could hold a decent conversation. At thirty-four, Carter was ready to give having a real relationship a try. He could only hope that he had it in him to be a relationship kind of man.
He hadn’t been in a monogamous with anyone in years. It was never a serious consideration. Therefore, the idea of falling in love was a remote possibility at best and impossible at worst. Carter had no idea what a healthy romantic relationship looked like. It wasn’t anything he’d ever witnessed. His best friend’s relationship was probably the closest he’d ever seen, and even it was a bit dysfunctional.
Stop going through life numb. Live and thrive. Those words were on constant repeat in Carter’s head. He was doing his best to heed them.
Could love grow between two people? Maybe if Carter genuinely committed to Elaina, it could happen.
He smiled weakly, then leaned over and captured her lips in a kiss. Carter slid underneath the covers, taking Elaina’s naked body with him. He didn’t know what the future held, but for tonight, she was just the distraction he needed.
He rolled over on top of her and settled himself between Elaina’s silky-smooth thighs.
Elaine’s eyes fluttered closed at the feel of his lips on her skin as Carter planted purposeful kisses down the column of her neck. Moaning, she wrapped her arms around his neck, knowing full well what Carter was about to do. The man gave her pleasure unlike any other.
Carter was content losing himself and his illicit thoughts inside the warmth of Elaina’s body . . . until the phone rang.
His chin dropped to his chest. “Shit.” Of course. Murphy’s Goddamned Law.
Elaina’s lips hovered near his ear. “Don’t answer it.”
“I have to. It’s almost two-thirty a.m. and might be important.” Irritated, Carter moved away from Elaina and reached for his cell phone on the nightstand. His voice was rough. “What?!”
“Carter?”
“Dr. Kirby?”
“Yes. It’s me, Sky. I can see you’re not a wee-hour-in-the-morning type of person, so I’ll get to the point. Harlem was brought into our emergency room tonight.”
Carter
