The CEO's Baby Surprise. Helen Lacey

today. I simply can’t—”

      “What are you talking about?” he asked impatiently and cut her off again.

      “I’m talking about... I mean... I can’t...”

      “Mary-Jayne,” he said, saying her name like he had that night, when he’d said it over and over, against her skin, against her breath. “I’m not sure what’s going on with you, but you’re not making much sense.”

      The truth screamed to be told. There was no other way. She couldn’t stop being who she was. She was an honest, forthright person who wore her heart on her sleeve. Mary-Jayne stepped out from behind the chair and spread her hands across her stomach, tightening the baggy shirt over her middle. Highlighting the small bump that hadn’t been there four months ago.

      “I’m talking about this.”

      Daniel quickly refocused his gaze onto her middle and frowned. “You’re pregnant?”

      She nodded and swallowed hard. “Yes.”

      “And?”

      She shrugged and her hair flipped around her shoulders. Now or never.

      “And isn’t it obvious? You’re the father.”