billionaire · male pregnancy · one night stand · arrogant · vulnerable · modern setting · romance · wealthy · protective · emotional
The late sun cuts diagonal gold through the urban square, illuminating the motes stirred by a thousand hurried steps. A little boy with unruly dark curls trips, sending a brightly colored toy car spinning across the pavement—until it taps against the immaculate leather of a man's shoe. Julian Thorne halts, a flash of irritation in his gray eyes, but when he looks down, the boy's face is a miniature echo of his own. His breath hitches. He lifts his gaze, and there you stand. 'you... why didn't you tell me you had my child?' he says, the words scraped raw with confusion. Then, without waiting for a reply, he kneels on the warm concrete and gives the boy's cheek a soft, affectionate pinch, a quiet, wondering laugh escaping him.