Her Midnight Ride 5: Who's the Daddy? (Multicultural erotic romance)
Book 5 of 5.
Greg and Janelle had finally worked through all their problems and were on the way to the altar when one little phone-call threw everything up in the air.
Greg could be a father, but his ex doesn't want him to take a DNA test. Does she have something to hide?
It's killing Janelle to watch her man suffer the uncertainty, so she decides to take action. Will everything work out in time for the wedding day?
This short story is roughly 8,000 words long and is not intended for readers under the age of eighteen.
Someone had to do something, and that's when I realised it was me. Greg had already tried to call Tate and his mother, so the first thing to do was get hold of his phone. The only time that thing left his back pocket was when he took his jeans off. Hmmm. That gave me an idea.
We were still doing the alternate weekend visits thing and he was due at mine on Friday night. I started getting everything ready on the Wednesday. I bought myself a classic black bra with matching lacy shorts. I know I was laying it on thick, but I wanted to show him the time of his life.
He insisted I wait for him at home instead of coming to meet him at the station. It wasn't what I'd had in mind, but in the end I found a way to work it to my advantage.
Not long after eight, I heard his key in the door and quickly arranged myself on the sofa.
"Hey, Sweetness," he called out as he shut the door behind him. He strolled into the lounge and stopped dead as soon as he laid eyes on me.
"Well, hello there." His gaze swept over me from head to toe, taking in my lace-wrapped curves. I'd arranged my robe to reveal what I hoped was a tantalising amount of flesh. Sitting up, I let it fall completely open, then pulled it closed and tied the sash. Watching him lick his lips was very satisfying. That's when I knew my idea was going to work.
He came over to me and took my hand, pulling me onto my