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BABY DADDIES
A Me, Myself & I Collection
By
Fiona
Davenport
Elle
Christensen
Rochelle
Paige
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ABOUT THE
BOOK
Baby Daddies: A Me, Myself & I Collection features three steamy
stories!
Her
Doctor’s Baby by
Fiona Davenport
Her
Boss’s Baby by
Elle Christensen
Her
Neighbor’s Baby by
Rochelle Paige
Release
Date: October 29, 2018
Cover Photography: Sara Eirew
Cover Design: Elle Christensen
EXCERPT
Her Doctor’s Baby by Fiona Davenport
Ethan
I opened my office door with my
head down, still reading through my next patient’s chart.
“Ethan?”
My head flew up at the sound of the
familiar voice and my eyes locked with gorgeous brown ones that I’d seen filled
with hunger and fire the night before. Madison stared at me, open-mouthed, and
her cheeks flushed.
My first reaction was pleasure at
seeing her again, but then I remembered why I’d been acting like an asshole all
day. Irritation quickly spread through my body. Then…I remembered what I do for
a living and why Madison would be waiting for me in my office.
Oh,
fuck no.
Over
my dead fucking body.
My hands clenched, crumpling the
sides of the folder I was holding. The sound broke through Madison’s frozen shock
and drew her attention. When she raised her head to look at my face again, I
narrowed my eyes and her blush deepened.
I knew the situation needed to be
handled carefully, so I swallowed my rage at the thought of Madison carrying
another man’s baby and strolled around my desk. I took a seat and placed her
file open in front of me.
Raising a single brow, I trained my
penetrating gaze on her face and calmly asked, “How can I help you, Ms.
Carlyle?”
Confusion floated across her face
and she fiddled with a lock of her midnight hair as her head canted to the
side, making the tiny stud in her nose twinkle. “Um…I want to get pregnant,”
she mumbled quietly.
I leaned back in my chair and
crossed my arms. “You want me to get you pregnant,” I deadpanned.
Madison looked momentarily stunned
and stared at me with her mouth slightly open. Then she shook her head and
annoyance flickered in her expression before she cleared it. “I suppose that’s
one way to look at it.”
I grinned and shuffled through the
papers in front of me until I found the one I wanted. “Let’s see. Gynecological
history.” I glanced up at Madison who was shifting uncomfortably in her chair.
I read on. “No history of STD.
Well, that’s a relief.” I looked up and winked. “I’ve got a clean bill of
health too, in case you were wondering.” Her cheeks pinkened but she didn’t say
anything. I scanned down until I found the section I was looking for. “Ah,
sexual history. Hmmm, this section is mostly blank.” I gave her an admonishing
shake of my head. “Why don’t we go over that part now?”
Madison’s face was now beet red and
she was twisting her hands nervously in her lap. I wasn’t in the least bit
repentant that I was making her squirm. We both knew what was coming.
“Use of lubricants”—I smirked at
her and winked again. Then bent over the form and scribbled as I spoke—“I’ll
just put ‘unnecessary’.”
Madison rolled her eyes.
“Is your sex drive normal or
depressed?” I tapped my chin with my index finger as I pretended to ponder the
question. “The answer can change depending on the partner,” I explained. “So,
I’ll just write down, extremely eager, according to her most recent lover.”
Madison scoffed, and I pinned her
with a hard look, daring her to disagree. We both knew she’d wanted it as much
as I had. After a moment, she sighed and gave me a tiny nod.
“History of sexual partners.” I
cocked my head to the side and studied her as I asked, “How many notches are on
your bed post, Ms. Carlyle?” I frowned, unsure if I really wanted to know the
answer. The urge to hunt down every last one was strong. I wanted to beat them
until they couldn’t remember what she looked like, or even her name.
She returned my intense stare. “How
many are on yours?” she retorted.
“I’m not the one we’re discussing,
Madison.” I tapped the paper in front of me. “Every patient has to complete the
questionnaire.”
She pinched her lips and scrunched
her nose as she thought, considering whether to answer. “Three,” she clipped in
a business-like tone. “And before you ask, that’s including my most recent
hook-up.”
ABOUT FIONA DAVENPORT
Hello! My name is Fiona Davenport and I'm a smutoholic. I've been
reading raunchy romance novels since... well, forever and a day ago it seems.
And now I get to write sexy stories and share them with others who are like me
and enjoy their books on the steamier side. Fiona Davenport is my super-secret
alias, which is kind of awesome since I've always wanted one.
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