Free The Baby Contract (The Billionaire Bachelor Series) by Olivia Starke

grip. “I should’ve introduced myself properly when we first met. I apologize for the intrusion. I work with Liam. I’m his cousin, actually. May I come in?”
    She pulled her hand from his painful grasp, and couldn’t keep the confusion off her face as she stepped aside, allowing him entry. Mr. Davidson peered around her home, and she couldn’t help the feeling he was judging her two-bedroom bungalow. She lifted her chin and folded her arms over her chest. The place was hers; she’d made the down payment from her portion of her mother’s life insurance policy, and had only a few more payments left. She was proud of it.
    “Well, cozy place you have here.” Mr. Davidson rubbed his hands together and faced her. “But let me get to why I’m here.”
    “Please do,” Abby returned, meeting his slate-colored eyes head-on.
    His gaze dropped to her mother’s necklace where she fingered it.
    “It’s about your…agreement with my cousin.” He shoved his hands inside his pants pockets and rocked back on his heels. “I believe you’re planning to produce an heir to the Whitmore name. Is that correct?”
    Her face heated. She chewed the inside of her cheek. What she and Liam had planned was no one’s business but theirs.
    Mr. Davidson’s smile broadened, and he held up his hand. “I understand your hesitance, I’m sure Liam has sworn you to secrecy. He’s a private man, and no one knows him better than me. We grew up together. There are only a few years of age between us.”
    “Why are you here?” She hated beating around the bush. The faster she got this intruder out of her home, the better.
    “I know my cousin probably promised you a big cash pay off. And he’ll pay it as agreed. When it comes to most business dealings, he’s good on his word. I’d like to stress most business deals. I imagine he’s also promised you sole custody, since he’s...well, not the settling down type. He has a lot of women within his social standing at his beck and call, and I’ve seen many come and go and come again. But I’m sure you’ve seen all this in the tabloids, they’ve managed to nail down his generalized faults.”
    Abby refused to comment, her annoyance growing.
    “He couldn’t go to those women, because they’d expect either marriage or child support payments that could feed a small nation for a week.”
    A frown passed her lips. Liam had already said as much. The intruder’s unwavering smile raised her irritation even further. She tapped her foot.
    “This is what I’m getting at,” he finally continued after a brief pause and glance to his vibrating cellphone. His smile faltered, and he stuffed the phone back in his pocket. “Liam is territorial—what’s his is his. You’re not the…er, type of woman he’d take seriously. But once the child, his child, is born, regardless of what he’s told you, regardless his contractual obligations, he’ll feel possessive. It’s his inherent nature. After all, it’ll be a Whitmore, and every blood Whitmore I’ve ever known has needed control. He won’t leave a stranger to raise his offspring, he’ll take his child to father as he sees fit.
    “Think your decision through carefully, Miss Haden. He has the money, the pull, and the power to take your child from you. It’ll break your heart, but he won’t care, because he’s only ever had affection for his mother. He has no feelings for me, for my two young sons, or any other relative. I wouldn’t call him a sociopath, but your child will be raised by a cold man without the ability to love another.”
    Abby went speechless feeling like a bucket of ice water had been dumped over her head. She stared at Mr. Davidson, appalled by both his frankness and his revelation.
    “I’m only telling you this because I have children and I’d never want someone like Liam to raise them. Not with his self-centeredness, and his temper. I’ve been on the receiving end of his anger more times than I can count, and I can