Billionaire Baby Daddy novel (Abigail and Mason) novel Chapter 27

Spending some time alone in my room made me realize how I always meet up with Sydney and end up getting mad at him then storm out. It's always a circle with him. I start laughing at the scenarios. I love being pregnant. I mean, I never got any drama (apart from my kidnappers) in my life until now and I get to practice the pregnant hormones with Sydney. The cold billionaire who got me pregnant with a son I can't wait to meet. I rub my tummy and start humming for a minute until I hear a knock. Harry comes in and sits on my bed next to me.

"Hey." He starts.

"Hey."

He scoots closer to me and engulfs me in a hug. "Amelia told me you seemed upset earlier." He kisses my forehead. "I'm always here for you, you know that?" I nod and relax in his arms. "Do you want to talk about it?"

I think about his question. I can make it seem like it's about me.

"How do you know you love someone?" I ask Harry. It's a trap question. Harry stays silent for a while before he answers.

"I don't know. You just know you do. You want to make sure that person is happy before anything else. You can even give up your happiness for them." Harry says.

"Do you love her? Do you love Amelia?" I bite my lip in anticipation.

"Yes." Harry says in a whisper making my heartbeat accelerate. "I'm in love with her and I'm so scared." This piques up my curiosity. Does he know something?

"Why? How can you be scared?"

"What if I'm taking this so fast? What if I scare her with those words?" He then smiles. "Do I really deserve that angel?" I almost scoff. Angel? Then I'm Beyonce.

"Tell me about her. How well do you know her?" I try again. Harry only looks at me in confusion. "That can give me a hint about her feelings." Harry nods at this.

"We met a year and a half ago when I was in one of my travels and hooked up twice. She told me she was just from a bad breakup so dating was out of question. We talked for a month and suddenly we stopped. Something about her losing her phone. She called me four months ago after I decided living here saying she got a job here." I listen to everything and try to piece everything. Blank.

"So, does she have any likes, hobbies, talents?" I urge him further.

"She loves red." I noticed her clothes. Most of them are red in different shades. "Plays the guitar. Speaks Italian fluently and loves Italian food." Bingo.

"Anything about her parents or siblings?" I inquire and I hope Harry doesn't realize anything of this.

"No. She never talks about her family. They died some years ago." Harry says with sadness. That witch! I almost shout.

"Babe! Bella! Dinner is ready." Amelia shouts from the kitchen. I tell Harry I'm not hungry and he leaves. I want to call Sydney and tell him everything but I don't trust even my phone. Maybe it's bugged too. I sigh and lay down. I need to sleep.

Sleep. Something I crave but can't have. Why? Because I know I'm living with someone from the Italian Mafia under the same roof. Oh, and I want to speak to Sydney.

Me

Can we meet up?

Sydney.

I'll pick you up in 20.

I pick up my yellow sundress and a cardigan. I pick up my toothbrush and other hygiene necessities, some underwear, three dresses and two T-shirts and a pair of yoga pants. I'll be away for a while. I really can't pretend to like Amelia anymore. I'll just go to the cottage. I place the items in a duffel bag. I heard Amelia and Harry go into their room an hour ago. They must be asleep if not doing... their thing.