The CEO's Baby

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Chapter 2

My morning had thankfully dragged on uneventfully. I had not seen Arturo since I arrived, nor would I like to. I guess he desired to eat, drink, sleep in the office.

Unfortunately, I was barely controlling my motion sickness.

The old lady, Marva, from the Finance department was heating up Lean Cuisines like they were her salvation. If she heated up one more, I was going to lean myself over the nearest trashcan. Or her desk.

Flashes of red brought me out of my pity party and I turned to the source. Crap, 8 missed calls? What have I been doing this whole time?

Before the call could cancel again, I snatched up the phone nearly yanking it out of its plug. "Good Morning! Arturo Willingtons office. How may I help you?" Excessive enthusiasm was my last hope to make it through this day.

"Um, yah? How about picking up the phone the first time I ring, thank you?" Bihhhhhh.... Out of all people to call today, it had to be Rachel.

Here is a little back story. Rachel is like a Megan Fox bodied, weasel soul, gold digging, dim wit. Her love of fur and rose gold is excessive. I do not know what Arturo even sees in her. My near opposite, the girl he is on and off with. Me, the secretary and random one night stand who he accidentally pregg'd up. It sucks for me that I have to arrange her meetings with him. I mean, I am not jealous of her or them or anything...

Nor do I like him...I think. I have not totally convinced myself yet.

"Oh. I apologize Miss. Rachel! This will never happen again." I added a fake smile even though I knew she wouldn't be able to see it.

"I don't care. Just put him through, I am on my way over." I did not even reply, but instead called Arturo.

"Mr. Willington, Miss. Rachel is on line 3." I spoke into the phone.

"Put her through" Was the only response I received before I heard the dial tone. While scoffing at his rudeness and imitating him, I connected their calls and glanced at the clock.

It was half past eleven, meaning that my lunch break was arriving in another fifteen minutes.

Hanging up my office phone, I continued on the bullet points for the meeting later on this week. The same bullet points I started on at 10:30. I guess I forgot to take my Aderall this morning.

Just like you forgot to take your birth control not too long ago.

It is going to take a while for me to comprehend that I may actually be having a baby. Nothing official until I see a doctor. Until then, I will have to play it safe. Not only was I stressed over this project, but I still hadn't thought too much over how I was going to raise the baby. I turned my attention back to the bullet points and pretended that I did not just zone out, again, within a 30 second time span.

The foreign investors meeting was monumental for Willington and Sons. From Japan, Russia, and the United Kingdom, potentials were sitting in with intentions of possibly buying our construction idea. If we are successful, we could possibly globalize within the next couple of years or so.

I looked up from my work to the clock and saw only five minutes had passed. This is going to take forever, I sighed.

Minutes seemed to drone on before I finally had a couple of minutes left until my lunch break. I quickly texted Davis, my bi-best-friend/co-worker.

M: Corner Cafe? Yay or Neigh? <insert horse emoji>

I could literally feel my stomach touching my backbone. Coffee after morning sickness still does not really soothe the stomach. To be honest, nothing is helping as of now.