"A beautiful read! This book is fantastic, brilliantly written, sweet, and emotionally deep. It is consistent, moves at a brisk pace, and flows smoothly. The plot is consistent, relatable, and engaging. " Debra, Goodreads
Some women are hired for their looks… Sydney Campbell wasn’t one of them.
Unbeknownst to her, Sydney Campbell is hired because CEO Grayson Carter believes she has no chance of turning his incorrigible son’s head. Aiden Carter is young, handsome, and set to inherit his father’s billion-dollar company. He also has a habit of dating his assistants.
But Sydney has as much time for rumors, taunts, and bad reputations as she does for relationships, love, and babies.
As in none.
She has her own demons to battle, a father who relies on her, and a plan that says working for Aiden Carter is just a stepping stone in her climb to the top of the marketing ladder.
She will not date Aiden. She will not fall in love with him. And she will most certainly not have children with him… right?
Not My Baby is a sweet billionaire romance with no bad language or sex scenes. Of course, there is also a Happy Ever After. Grab your copy now!
EXCERPT
“You’ll be working one floor below on the
nineteenth,” Mr. Carter said as he
escorted her to the elevator. “That floor
is for our online marketing division.”
He pushed the button. “Go down there and
ask for Nora. She’ll give you the
full tour and walk you through the papers
you need to sign.”
“Right.” She nodded along. “Thank you
again for this opportunity.”
The elevator dinged, and she stepped
inside.
“It will be a pleasure to work with you,
Miss Campbell,” he said. “Also make sure you speak to Aiden Carter
before you leave. You’ll be reporting to him.”
“Carter?” Sydney repeated.
“Yes,” he said as the doors closed on his
smiling face. “My son.”
Sydney took the short ride down to the
nineteenth floor and stepped out into
a space that was the complete opposite of
the one above.
Fast-talking, slick-suit-wearing people
were milling about, working at desks, or carting around posters and vision
boards. The room she was standing in was clearly for the day-to-day workings.
There were rows of teak desks with uncomfortable swivel chairs, and they
were all penned in by conference rooms and bathrooms and a breakroom.
Sydney picked one of the desk people at
random and marched up to them.
She tapped him on the shoulder, and the
man spun around in his chair to look up at her.
“What?” he said bluntly, a sneer on his
handsome face.
Sydney frowned at his tone. “I’m looking
for Nora.”
He jerked his thumb at the person to his
right. “Then you should be over there bothering her, shouldn’t you?”
He spun back around, dismissing her, and
she stomped over to Nora’s desk.
“Hi, are you Nora?”
“That’s me.” Nora rose from her seat and
extended her hand. “You must be Sydney.”
Sydney struggled to keep her eyes from
falling out of her head. Nora was stunning. Like
just-wandered-out-of-a-fashion-shoot, songs-written-about-her, can’t-stare-for-too-long-or-your-head-will-explode
stunning.
Her oval face boasted angular cheekbones,
a rosebud mouth, and a pointed nose all underneath a mass of luminous
brown curls. Nora tossed her hair and gave her a smile that reached all the way
up to her whiskey-colored cat eyes.
Sydney grasped her hand and gave it a
firm shake. “Nice to meet you. Mr. Carter said you would give me a tour and
tell me what papers to sign?”
“Well if that’s what the boss says then
grab a seat and I’ll be right back with the employment contracts,” she said
cheerfully.
She stepped out from behind her desk and
strolled off. She soon came back with stacks of papers that she plopped
down in front of Sydney.
Sydney took her time reading through
everything. She paid special attention to the salary and benefits package, but
it was all there written in ink like Mr. Carter said.
When she was done, she handed the papers
back to Nora.
“Perfect. Now follow me, and I’ll give
you the grand tour.” She set off down the hall, walking briskly, and Sydney
hurried to keep up.
“So there is the breakroom and the
bathroom, but everyone uses that, so I would suggest the one on the other side
of the building. The copy room is down the hall right next to the supply closet,
and you’re welcome to use any one of the conference rooms to get work done as long
as they’re free.”
Nora’s mouth was running a mile a minute
as she took Sydney in and out of almost every room on the floor. Her head
was spinning when they finally arrived back at her desk.
“So do you have any questions?”
“Yes,” she said. “Where is my desk?”
She chuckled. “In Mr. Carter’s office, of
course. That’s the room at the end of that hallway.”
Sydney followed her finger and saw she
was pointing at the one hallway she didn’t take her down.
“And where is Mr. Carter?” Sydney asked,
looking around.
“He is getting ready for a very important
meeting.” Nora lowered her voice like she was sharing gossip instead of
just the day’s schedule. “The Carter Group’s in the running to handle the
entire marketing campaign for Elevate.”
Sydney’s eyes bugged out. “You mean that
new tech company that’s going to debut the first smart house? That’s
huge.”
“Yep,” she nodded. “The account is worth
millions, and Mr. Carter Senior wants it bad. As a result, we’re all a
little on edge today.”
“Absolutely,” she breathed, “landing an
account like that would make your career.”
Maybe even get you that job as
marketing director.
“I should go meet Mr. Carter,” Sydney
said quickly, “and start prepping for the meeting. Can you tell me again where
the other bathroom is?”
“It’s down that hallway and around the
corner on your left. Past the supply closet. You better hurry though. The
meeting starts in fifteen minutes.”
Sydney didn’t waste any more time
talking. She spun on her heels and hurried down the hall to the bathroom.
She needed to get in on this meeting and start showing the higher-ups what she
could do.
That thought made her pick up the pace.
She would impress the Elevate people and wow them with her ideas.
Sydney turned the corner, a smile on her
face, and—Wham!
Sydney crashed into a hard wall of human
flesh and was showered in freezing cold liquid. Her victim gave a
shout and went flying back. Theyinstinctively grabbed her, and she winced
when a loud ripping sound signaledthe destruction of her brand-new blazer.
Sydney cursed. “For the love of—”
She looked up and the obscenities she was
planning to say died on her tongue. Flecked chestnut eyes blinked
down at her over an aquiline nose dripping with whatever was all over them
both.
He looked down at the wet, brown stain on
his white shirt and arched a perfectly trim eyebrow at her. “This is
not good.”
Her normal speech function returned, and
anger came with it. “I’ll say it’s not good,” she hissed. “I have a very
important meeting in ten minutes, and now my clothes are ripped, and I am covered
with— What the heck am I covered with?!”
“That would be an iced caramel latte,” he
said casually. “The one I was going to bring to the CEO of Elevate at
the very important meeting I need to be at in ten minutes.”
Sydney froze, eyes widening in horror as
they swept over him again. This time she took in the strong jaw and broad
shoulders she had seen once before today. “Oh no,” she whispered, “are you—”
“—Aiden Carter,” he finished, shaking the
damp off his hands.
Sydney groaned, putting her head in her
hands. “This is not good.”
“And it’s about to get worse,” her boss
said under his breath.
Sydney lifted her head and saw he was
peering over her and around the corner. She followed his gaze, and her
legs went wobbly. Being escorted through the main lobby by Carter Senior himself
were a group of people who no doubt represented Elevate.
“I can’t meet them like this. Dad is
going to kill me,” he said breezily. He looked down at her. “Or you. Whoever you
are.”
At that moment, Sydney saw all her dreams
going up in smoke. Becoming marketing director, making an enviable salary,
and finally getting her and her elderly father into the home and life
they deserve.
One spilled drink, and her entire life
was ruined.
No! her internal voice
screamed. Do
something!
Sydney looked around frantically, and her
eyes landed on the supply closet.
She snagged his hand. “Come with me,” she
cried. She dragged him after her and shoved him inside.
“Whoa with the pushing,” he grumbled, but
Sydney ignored him.
“Quick! Get your shirt off!” she said,
and she fell on him and started scrabbling at his buttons.
“What are you doing?” he said
incredulously, swatting her hands away.
“You are not missing that meeting,” she
hissed. “You need to get out of these wet clothes. Do you have something to
change into?”
“In my office,” he replied, catching on.
Following her orders, he began unbuttoning his shirt. “In the armoire.”
He grinned at her, revealing rows of
perfectly straight pearly whites. “Thank
you, kind stranger...even though this is
your fault in the first place.”
She rolled her eyes. “I think you’ll find
this was your fault. I’ll go get the shirt. Use this to dry off. It’s ruined
anyway.” She stepped back and slipped out of her blazer, revealing the silky,
spaghetti strap cami underneath. Thankfully, none of the latte spilled on it.
His shirt was off.
“Here.” She walked toward him, holding
out the ruined blazer. “Do I need a
key to your—”
She stumbled in her new
not-quite-broken-in heels and cried out as she went down, the blazer going flying. Aiden
lurched forward and caught her, hooking an arm around her waist and drawing her to
him just as the door swung open.
They all froze. Sydney, Aiden, and the
woman standing in the doorway blinking at the sight of the boss half
naked in the supply closet holding the new girl whose ripped jacket was flung across
the room.
The woman in question shook her head and
sighed. “Not this again.”
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2 comments:
I think I'd enjoy this one. And tis the time for romance:)
This books sounds great! Adding it to my TBR list.
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