Free Vegas Pregnancy Surprise by Shirley Jump

that brought her back to that night they’d spent together.
    Not to mention there was a lot more between them than that. Her hand strayed to her abdomen. She needed to tell him about her pregnancy, somehow. Maybe if she caught Linc alone, she’d find a way.
    The elevator doors opened on the floor for the corporate offices and Molly stepped into the silent hall. Only a few lights burned, and it gave the entire space an all too intimate feel. Reminded her it was only she and Linc on this floor, maybe a few security people scattered throughout the building. For all intents and purposes, though, they were alone.
    Last time they’d been alone in a darkened space, they’d ended up in bed together. Well. That wouldn’t happen this time, Molly vowed. She turned to the right, headed down the hall, then rounded the corner.
    And nearly collided with Linc.
    Surprise lit his blue eyes. “Molly. You’re still here?”
    “Working late. Like you.” She smiled.
    “Did you get a lot accomplished today?”
    She nodded. “Roy and Jerome are really talented. They blew me away, the way they could take the ideas I had and turn them into a reality with just a few clicks of the mouse. Oh, and we came up with a name, too. We were thinking of calling it Inside Out Games.”
    He nodded. “I like that.”
    A thrill ran through her. “Good.”
    Oh, that was bad. She shouldn’t be so happy that Linc was pleased with the name of the computer game, for goodness’ sake. She should instead be focusing on her goal—getting to know Linc and finding a way to tell him about the results of their night together.
    Results…like thinking about the baby growing inside of her with such a detached word could take one bit of the emotion out of it for her. Every time she thought of the pregnancy, she was thrown into an emotional tailspin of what-ifs and what-will-I-dos.
    “Tomorrow, when you start on the module for—”
    “I don’t want to talk about work,” she cut in. “I need to ask you something.”
    He shifted his stance. “Shoot.”
    Before she could change her mind, she blurted out the question that had plagued her for weeks. “Why just one night?” One day, that would be a question her son or daughter would ask. Why had they only spent that single night together? Why hadn’t Linc wanted more? Wanted something more permanent? “I mean, I don’t know about you, but I am not a one-night-stand kind of person. At all. That night was such a total—”
    “Aberration.”
    “Yes. Exactly.”
    He took a step closer. “For me, too.” His gaze searched hers, and she wondered what he read there, or, more precisely, what he was looking for. “But I don’t do commitments or relationships well, Molly.”
    “Because?”
    He let out a breath. “Another complicated question.”
    He wasn’t making this easy. Nor was he exactly an open book. What had she expected, really? That she would step off the elevator and Lincoln Curtis would just plop his heart on the table for her to examine?
    Her stomach began to rumble, then churn. She’d skipped lunch because she hadn’t felt well, and had meant to grab some crackers out of the breakroom, but got so busy she forgot. Now the morning sickness, which was a total misnomer considering it was almost seven at night, had returned with a vengeance.
    “I was serious today,” she said, trying to ignore the growing upset in her abdomen, “about wanting to get to know you better.”
    A smile curved across his face. “You are one determined woman.”
    “Not ordinarily. I’m just…” She searched for the words, the explanation for this new Molly, this woman who was trying to grab the reins because there was suddenly more at stake.
    “Just what?” Linc asked when she didn’t finish.
    Her stomach pitched and rolled. God. She was going to be sick. She had to get out of here.
    “Molly? Are you all right? You look a little pale.”
    “I’m—” she took a breath “—fine. Really.”
    This was not the way