Free Italian Billionaire's Black Love (BWWM Interracial Romance) by Mya Black, Nicki J. Page A

action.”
    “Will you stop saying that!” He twirled her around and planted his hands on her shoulder so they were eye to eye. “You were, are so much more than a piece of ass to me.”
    “Yeah, I was also easy and convenient. I made it so easy for you. I’m just glad I never…you know what, never mind.”
    Told you I loved you . He knew what she was going to say and it killed him he’d never heard the words from her lips. He probably never would. “Believe me, Eve, you were never easy.” He smiled thinking of their first disastrous date.
    “I was never a lot of things, Alessandro. Your girlfriend, your wife, a legitimate companion. I was just a one night stand that lasted too damn long,” She turned to him, tears in her eyes. “There’s one thing I am to you though, Alessandro.”
    “The woman I love.”
    “No, that would be Sabrina. Your wife. Me, I get the distinction of being a cliché, a goddamned joke. I get to be everything I never wanted to be. A single mother.”
    Alessandro opened his mouth to speak and froze. Her words sank in. A single mother . She’s pregnant. “But we were so careful.”
    She shook her head and laughed, zipped up the suitcase, and set it on the floor. “Were we? Don’t worry about it. It’s my fault, I should have been more diligent about birth control.” She let out a long breath, releasing the stress that kept her body tense. “It’s fine, Alessandro. Despite your millions, excuse me billions, I’m not asking for anything. I don’t want your money and don’t need to be involved. Just please, leave me alone.” Grabbing the handle of her bag she lifted it and slowly walked out the door with tears streaming down her face.
    A baby. The thought was scary as hell, yet he couldn’t stop the smile spreading across his face.
    Alessandro was going to be a father.

Chapter Ten
    “It’s been two weeks, Eve. You need to talk to him. You have to talk to him.” Carla yanked the blanket off her friend’s curled up body and gave her a stern look.
    Eve covered her face with an arm. “Yeah, okay, Carla. Beat up on a poor, heartbroken, pregnant woman.” She peeked under her arm to see if her friend was buying it.
    “Yeah, I don’t think so, Eve. The time for fun and games is over.”
    “This has been fun and games?”
    “Okay, well, whatever you want to call it, it’s over. You need to get up, get dressed, and call your baby daddy.”
    The glare Eve sent her would have been scary if she wasn’t wearing pajamas with dancing pigs on them. “Not funny, Carla. Not even a little bit.”
    She shrugged and stared her down.
    “Fine. Fine, I’m getting up and getting dressed. I have a doctor’s appointment today, anyway.” This would be her first real appointment and she didn’t want to think about it. She would take a shower, get dressed, and get there. The doctor would tell her all vital information and she would listen and then come home.
    Carla’s eyes widened. “Do you want me to come with you?”
    “Nah, I better get used to doing this alone, anyway.” She avoided Carla’s gaze because she didn’t want to see the pity her comment obviously evoked. “Plus, you need to work. As much as I love you, you can’t keep missing work to look after me. This is my mess of a life and I can handle it.”
    There was so much Carla wanted to say, but she didn’t dare. She just promised she would be there for whatever her friend needed. “Well, I’m here, so just say the word.”
    “Okay,” Eve mumbled and covered her mouth as she ran to the bathroom. Morning sickness. It was the worst thing she’d ever felt in her entire life. And, it was just starting.
    Twenty minutes later, it was still going. The toilet bowl was her new best friend, as evidenced by the death grip hug she had on it. Sweat dripped down her face and neck, her teeth clenched together in the chill of drying sweat. She was positive there was nothing left to give to the toilet gods, but they were greedy.