CEO'S Secret Baby: A Standalone Surprise Pregnancy Romance by Iona Rose (books for 5 year olds to read themselves .TXT) 📕

refusing to take anything at all,” Tracy complained. “No medicine and not even some food to settle her stomach. I don’t know what to do.”

“It’ll pass soon,” I said. “She’ll be fine in a few more hours.”

Anne groaned aloud.

“I really wanted to go to the castle and the Red Tower today,” Tracy whined. “We could even check out the old shipyard too. Can we go, Leah?”

“We can’t leave Anne here alone.”

“She’ll come with us… the fresh air will be good for her. By the time we return, she’ll be back to normal. Right, Anne?” She turned to ask.

“Fuck the fresh air. I need gatorade.”

“It’s settled then.” Tracy jumped up from the bed. “Leah, get dressed. There’s an awesome farmer’s market in town and it’s called the Cuma Bazaar. It’s only held on Friday, so we have to be there today. We’ll get some snacks and Gatorade, then head over to the castle.”

“I’m coming straight back to the hotel,” Anne said.

Tracy lifted her arms in the air, close to losing her mind. “Come the fuck on,” she roared, and turned to me. “Leah!”

I was conflicted once again on both of their sides but at the same time on none of their sides. My dinner date with Carter was heavy on my mind, but I also didn’t want to give Tracy more reasons to be dissatisfied with this vacation. “What time can we be back, Tracy?” I asked.

She immediately perked up. “Maybe 5:30? 6?”

There was no way I could go with her, and still make it back in time to get ready for dinner with Carter. So I scrunched up my face and turned an apologetic gaze to her. “I’m so sorry, but I can’t come with you today. Maybe next week. We’ll still be here, and I promise I’ll come along with you to wherever you want for the rest of the trip.”

“I don’t get it, why can't you come with me today? Are you hungover too?”

Anne turned on the bed to face us, “That’s true,” she said. “Where did you go off to last night?”

I glanced over at her narrowed gaze.

With a sigh, Tracy collapsed back to the bed, momentarily suspending her annoyance so she could listen to what I had to say. ”What happened last night, Leah? I tried to reach you all morning.”

“My battery died,” I replied.

Her response was a frown. She soon shook it away. “So, what happened? Where did he take you?” Her eyes narrowed at me. “And what did he do to you?”

“She met someone last night?” Anne asked.

Tracy nodded so hard that I prayed her head would fall off.

“Oh, wow,” Anne said. “At the bar?”

“Yeah, and he is fucking hot. They left the dance floor, and he took her to a private room on the second floor. That was the last I saw of her.”

“What happened after that?” Anne asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement while momentarily forgetting her hangover.

“I thought you were hung over?” I eyed her.

She swatted the comment away. “Don’t try to change the subject, tell us what happened.”

In desperate need of a shower, I turned and walked towards the closet, where my clothes hung. “Nothing much,” I said, and began to sort through it to find what I could wear to the market with Tracy if I did decide to go, and later on to dinner with Carter. “We went back to his hotel room and I spent the night with him.”

“Oh, my God!” Anne exclaimed.

I turned to her in surprise.

Tracy couldn’t stop snickering.

I had never been so confused. “I don’t understand why is this such a big deal? Anne, you were with that bartender too, weren't you?”

“Yes, but that’s me. I don’t hold sex as sacredly as you do.”

“I do not!”

“You’ve only slept with two guys in your entire life, and they were both long term boyfriends. You won’t even kiss random strangers when we go out, back home.”

“No one should kiss random strangers.”

“But yet, you fucked one last night,” Anne pointed out. “You see why this is a big deal? What the hell happened to you? Tracy, was he that hot?”

Tracy nodded. “I haven’t seen a guy so fine in years.”

“Fuck,” Anne cursed. “Why didn’t I get to meet him?”

Tracy had her snipe ready, “Because you jumped on the first dick you saw and didn’t hold out for something better?”

Anne snorted in response. “What dick? My whole night yesterday was just a fucking disaster. And I fell twice on that disgusting floor. Look at my elbows.” She lifted them to our view, and they were reddened and bruised.

“Ugh,” Tracy said.

“That looks bad,” I said. “Does it still hurt a lot?”

“I wished this was the only pain, my fucking head is about split into two from this darn headache.”

Tracy shook her head. “Don’t change the subject. Leah, tell us what you two did, in detail. It must be something to hear about if you’re just coming home now.”

“Let’s finish with Anne first,” I said. “Anne, what happened with the bartender guy?”

Her sigh was heavy. “Well, we went to the bathroom to fuck, and then he went down on me. But when it was time for me to return the favor, he pulled down his pants and I found that he was fucking uncircumcised.”

Both Tracy and I immediately burst out laughing, well aware of Anne’s very dark past with uncircumcised men.

“The last time I went down that road was with Chris… you guys remember right? That poker player we met in Vegas. I threw up. Literally spilled my guts out. I am never going down that road again.”

“You threw up because his was… um unkempt,” I reminded her. “Not because he was uncircumcised.”

“Well from experience, uncircumcised cocks tend to have all that crap hidden in them that sometimes even a shower can’t get to. I’ll never have that in my mouth again.”

“It's called smegma,” Tracy supplied, thoroughly amused.

“Ugh.” Anne shuddered. “I hate that word.”

“So you walked out on him?” I asked.

“He walked out on me!” she screeched. “I was even