Her Festive Baby Bombshell
Life-changing news this Christmas!Since their spontaneous and magical night together, Holly Abrams has avoided her boss CEO Finn Lockwood. Neither of these two damaged hearts were looking for a relationship – least of all with a colleague!Thrown together on a Christmas charity project aboard Finn’s luxury yacht, the tension between them skyrockets. When Holly starts to feel unwell, she puts it down to sea sickness, until the doctor confirms that Holly and Finn can expect two unplanned gifts this Christmas – Holly is pregnant with twins…!
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Life-changing news this Christmas!
Since their spontaneous and magical night together, Holly Abrams has avoided her boss, CEO Finn Lockwood. Neither of these two damaged hearts was looking for a relationship—least of all with a colleague!
When they’re thrown together on a charity project aboard Finn’s luxury yacht, the tension between them skyrockets. When Holly starts to feel unwell, she puts it down to seasickness, until the doctor confirms that Holly and Finn can expect two unplanned gifts this Christmas—Holly is pregnant with twins...!
Finn couldn’t be left in the dark. He had to know what they were facing. “What’s the matter?”
The doctor smiled up at him. “Nothing at all. You’re having twins.”
“Twins!”
Holly said it at the same time as Finn.
“Yes, see here.” The doctor showed them both babies.
It was the most amazing thing Finn had ever witnessed in his life. Twins. Who’d have thought? His vision started to blur, causing him to blink repeatedly. He was going to be a father.
He glanced down at Holly. A tear streamed down her cheek. His gut clenched. Was that a sign of joy or unhappiness? It was hard for him to tell. And then she turned and smiled at him. He released the pent-up breath in his lungs.
“Finn, are you okay?”
He glanced up, finding that he was alone with Holly. “Okay? No.”
Her lips formed an O. “Can I say or do anything?”
He shook his head. He should be the one reassuring her, letting her know this was all going to be all right, but he couldn’t lie to her. He had no idea how any of this was going to be all right. He was the last person in the world who should be a father. In fact, up until this point, he’d intended to leave all his estate to designated charities.
But now… Wow, everything had just changed.
Award-winning author JENNIFER FAYE pens fun, heartwarming romances. Jennifer has won the RT Reviewers’ Choice Best Book Award, is a Top Pick author and has been nominated for numerous awards. Now living her dream, she resides with her patient husband, one amazing daughter—the other remarkable daughter is off chasing her own dreams—and two spoiled cats. She’d love to hear from you via her website: www.jenniferfaye.com.
For Nancy F.
To a wonderful that lady I’m honored to know.
Thanks so much for the encouragement.
Contents
Lockwood International Offices,
New York City
“WHAT ARE YOU doing here?” a rich, deep voice called out from the shadows of the executive suite.
Holly Abrams froze. The breath caught in her throat. The pounding of her heart echoed in her ears. She searched the darkness for the mysterious man.
And then he stepped into the light. She immediately recognized him. It was the CEO of Lockwood International, Finn Lockwood. The air whooshed from her lungs.
This wasn’t the first time their paths had crossed, but they weren’t by any stretch of the imagination what you would consider friends. And he didn’t sound the least bit happy to see her, but then again, why should he?
When her gaze met his, her palms grew damp. “Hi.” Why did her voice have to be so soft—so seductive? She swallowed hard.
“Isn’t it a bit late for you to be working?”
Overtime was nothing new to Holly. After a failed engagement, she’d sworn off men and instead focused all of her energy on her career. When she was working, she felt confident and driven.
“I...uh, have these papers for you.” She held out the large manila envelope to him. “I was told you wanted this contract right away.” When he went to retrieve the envelope, their fingers brushed. A jolt of awareness arched between them. The sensation zinged up her arm and settled in her chest.
“Thank you.” As the seconds ticked by, he asked, “Is there something else you need?”
Need? Her gaze dipped to his lips—his very kissable lips. She remembered their last meeting in the elevator. They’d been alone when she’d dropped a slip of paper. They’d simultaneously bent over to retrieve it, bringing their faces so close. When they’d straightened, he’d stared at her as though seeing her as a woman instead of as a paralegal in Lockwood’s legal department. She knew when a man was interested in her, but when the elevator dinged and the doors slid open, the moment had passed. It had left her wondering if it’d been a product of wishful thinking on her part.
And now, before she made a further fool of herself, she needed to make a speedy exit. “I’ll just let you deal with that.” She turned to retrace her footsteps back to the elevator when she remembered her manners. She glanced over her shoulder. “Good night.”
“Wait.”
With her back to him, she inwardly groaned. Her gaze moved to the elevator at the end of the hallway. Her escape was so close and yet so far away. Suppressing a resigned sigh, she turned.
