My Baby’s Daddy

Chapter 1892 Shortly after, they pulled up at the restaurant Jared often visited in the sports car. There, Ellen gave him a once-over under the bright light. He had faint dark circles under his eyes like he hadn’t slept in ages.

Jared was glued to his phone, sorting through work emails. Even without looking up, he could tell she was staring at him. But under her gentle gaze, he felt at ease and felt no awkwardness from her checking him out.

After a moment, he finally lifted his head to look at her. He could tell she was a bit shy, which he found pretty cute. “So, what’s on the agenda for tomorrow?” he asked.

“I’m probably going to my uncle’s house for his birthday.” “What time?”

“It’ll probably be noon because other relatives will go over too.” Ellen shrugged; she wasn’t too sure. “Got it. You’re mine for the night then,” Jared stated with some dominance.

Ellen blushed at his words. That sounded suggestive. What exactly did he mean by that? All night long?

“What do you want to do tomorrow night?” she asked, curious. “I just want to kick back and relax. Also, I want you there with me,” Jared said with a directness that caught Ellen off guard.

together on the beach. She nodded and replied, “All right, just hit me up

her off at home. Instead, they cruised

anything in particular, and she just wanted to be near

parked his car at the entrance to Ellen’s residential area. Suddenly, he asked,

do.” “I’m tired. Mind if I crash at your place for a bit?” Jared

at him, a bit concerned. She nodded and replied, “Sure. Just

were stretched out with one arm propping his head. Under the light, Ellen could see his muscles bulging through his white shirt. He had the kind of body that even models would kill

what to do with herself. Should I stay here with him or retreat

room now, President Presgrave. Let me know if you need anything.” Ellen finally decided that it would be too awkward to stay. Thus, she went back

cracking open his eyes. He was indeed tired,

had fallen asleep. She stepped over to him as quietly as can be to

he looks pretty good even when he’s sleeping but staring at him for too long makes me feel all fluttery inside, and that’s not good. So, it’s best not to