Corporate Babies - Leah

Chapter 5

I can't believe Murphy! He not only makes me late to a huge new potential client contract meeting that I need to make sure the company survives my maternity leave, but the head honcho is the guy who knocked me up. I cannot help but drool a little as the memory of him sitting there at the conference table all CEO scary looking, the table long enough to hold 20 people, with arm room to spare. He has that gorgeous look about him that you would not only find in the Mills and Boon books but the fantasy of every red blood woman everywhere. Those blue eyes and dark complexion, sigh. I cannot be the only person that has wound up in disbelief land today, so I sent all this to Olivia in a text, while waiting in the car outside the restaurant that I was forced to attend and she's laughing her ass off, the bitch! Thank goodness I had my car so I had an excuse not to travel with him, this is just so awkward but I will never forget the look on his face when I refused to get in his car and even better, the look when he spotted my car and me ungracefully getting into my car, that poor man, I bet he hasn't had his world so shaken up in a while.

So here we are, in the snazzy restaurant - thank goodness I'm wearing something appreciate. The low lighted restaurant offering a cozy atmosphere but at the same time keeping everything professional, I nibble the warm bread that's available in a basket on our table. While we are looking through the menu, you could cut the atmosphere with a knife, Mr. R Calisto the CEO of Calisto Corp, sitting across from me, every now and then looking up at me while calculating glances that scare me a little. I'm fully aware that this man could take away my babies if he wanted to. The waiter comes over to take our drink order "I'll have a whiskey on the rocks, please" says Mr. Calisto, I just realized, oh my gosh, I don't even know the first name of my baby's daddy, I keep my head bent in shame "And for you madam?" I hear, I'm stressed and as history shows I need something sweat so I go with "I'll have a fudge delight milkshake please" it's my go-to drink since the discovery of my condition, so sue me. "Madam that's for kids" he politely says but disgust clearly visible, damn these fine dining establishments "Don't care, could you add the milkshake to a grown-up glass, please" I give a polite smile back. "Certainly madam" and leaves us with his nose high in the air. I look up at my companion and he's looking at me with an eyebrow raised "Don't judge! I can't have coffee or alcohol and the babies like it!" he raises his hands up like a not-judging gesture. "No judgment here, so when did you find out?", he wants to get to the point, I can understand.

I am a 32-self-made millionaire, I graduated top of my class in business in college, yes college, it's what I could afford at the time. I've faced scary business men and woman, I can talk in front of a room full of people and I can do all that without breaking a sweat but facing this 5'2 woman that is swollen with my babies and I'm reduced to a nervous wreck, I drink my whiskey while waiting for her answer "I found out four weeks after the party then another four weeks until I found out there's going to be two of them" I rub my chin with that, not sure what I think about this but when she draws in a breath, I look up and notice she's gone red and looks embarrassed "Not to be rude or anything but what's your name? Everything has R. Calisto printed on it and I think it's bad form not to know the name of your babies daddy" I smile and shake my head realizing that she may be telling the truth that she didn't purposely go after me "My name is Raul Calisto, my family is Portuguese and I grew up in Portugal until I was 18, I then went to Berkeley and graduated with honors in business" this was a start and by the time my babies are born I'll know everything about her, "Now you, Bela moca"

I see our order coming, so I quickly relay my history "I have an older brother that's 2 years old than me, we talk when we can. My parents died when I was 15, I didn't go to varsity or college. I started work as an office assistant and finally after 3 years I decided I'm going to own my own company and I went with what I know, so I am a virtual administrator... yay, my milkshake" I quickly take a large sip from my straw, realizing that I've taken the cowered way out but I'm really getting to my brave limit. I grin to myself knowing that with what I could have landed up with for my baby's daddy he wasn't a bad choice, but I have to remember that we're not together and there's still a chance that he could try steal my babies from me.

Watching her suck that straw is turning me on, I don't know what's it's about this woman but she somehow broke my dick, for months every woman I went out with has left without being introduced to him as he has stayed in his hibernation form and now I have a semi hard on, grateful for the table to hide that little detail "Puta merda, that was quite a lot of information to process in one session" she turns a shade of red "I don't like to talk about my past" she shrugs as if it's a non-issue but I am impressed with what she has revealed, she doesn't know it but she has shown that she has heart and determination, traits I admire in a woman, and as fate would have it, the mother of my babies. The waiter comes past and is ready to take our order "What would you like to order" I ask her, she looks down at her stomach, gives two taps and smiles "We would like the cheese and salami melt with a side of bacon, and yes that what they want, they ordered through womb service" she says it like it's a fact. I laugh and shake my head, I can see the waiter trying not to laugh as well, even though he probably thinks she's a woman child. "I would like a steak, baked potato and the house vegetables" she makes a disgusted noise as the waiter leaves. "What now, Bela moca? " I enquire "That was just so, healthy" she spits out and shudders, I laugh once again, I haven't laughed this much almost my whole life. "So do you know the genders?" I ask to change the topic. "Well I am a girl and you are a boy" she looks like she wants to burst out laughing so I roll my eyes, before I can tell her I meant the babies, she cuts in "I'm actually going next week to see if the babies will cooperate and show what they are" I can see she's excited for that and her excitement is contagious "Would it be too weird if I came with you?" she looks up as if shocked and takes minute to think "Would you want too?" I am actually a little hurt she thinks I wouldn't but I can understand her position, I don't think I come across as a baby kind of man, I nod and she visibly thinks about it while the waiter places our meals down she looks down and up again "Raul, you are their father and I would never deny you access to them, so no it wouldn't be weird at all, the appointment is for Wednesday at noon, is that okay?" I take out my phone and open the calendar app then I nod and add the appointment and after some convincing, her number to my contacts and I make her promise to send me the address, I just wish that she would allow me access to herself as easily as she'll would apparently allow me access to the babies. The attraction isn't lost between us and I'm planning to see where it leads.