Carrying My CEO's Baby

Lisa excused herself, leaving both of us in the room, and his stare left me hot.

I just stood while his eyes analyzed me as though he wanted to eat me more, “you are staring”.

“Do I look so bad that you are speechless?” I asked, scratching my neck.

“I'm sorry” he apologized before flushing red as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“You look ravishing and perfect” he commented, and I found myself getting hot over just that comment.

“Now you are the one leaving me hanging” he said, making me blush.

“Aren't you guys going to start heading out?” I heard Lisa ask, making us snap for our trance.

With a smirk, Andrew walked up to where I stood, and I slipped my hands into his shyly before we walked out of the house.

He helped me in and after waving at Lisa, he drove off.

“So you finally agreed to come, I was beginning to think that I would go alone”.

“You made Lisa give me no choice” I said coldly.

“Oh” the smile on his face immediately banished, and he added, “I thought you were interested in me for real”.

“You are not that bad” I said, feeling bad that I had ruined the mood.

“It's just you just came to me like you are desperate”

“Well I'm actually desperate, and you are so damn beautiful” he said, making me turn crimson.

“Where are we heading too?” I asked, making him to smirk before talking, “where do you think we are heading to baby?”.

Baby?

He just called me baby so smoothly.

Suddenly, my eyes caught paparazzi and so many parked cars, making me wonder what we were doing here parking alongside them.

“Where are we going?” I asked him once again wanting to hear from the horse's mouth.

He immediately parked before getting down and helping me out as soon as we came down, they immediately came with their flashing lights.

This was no dinner date and from the picture I was seeking here, this was definitely a fashion show.

“Mr. Andrew” I started hearing from all corners, making me feel very weird.

They all seemed like they were crawling on my skin, and I wanted to be far away from them.

He held me closer and whispered, “you are fine baby, I'm here”

From the questions that, Andrew was rather a big and influential man in the fashion industry.

How come I was never told that I was going out with a man who owns Deluxe brand?

One of the most expensive brands in the world, there was only one of their designs anywhere.

We had alighted from the car holding hands and looking more like couples, so it was no wonder why the paparazzi were all over us.

I leaned into Andrew warmth to avoid my face being too captured, their looks were making me uncomfortable.

“At least smile” Andrew said as if he was enjoying the show I had out in for him.

“A warning would have been nice rather than starting off with lies” I said through gritted teeth.

“I'll make it up to you”.

“You had better” I said, making him chuckle.

If the outside was beautiful, the inside of the hall was like something I have never seen.

And if not for Andrew staying beside me, I would have stood at the entrance gaping like a fish.

As soon as we step in, all eyes turns and faced us, pulling me into another world of discomfort.

Whispers began passing through the hall, and I knew it was because of Andrew's arm interlocked with mine.

“She's pretty” I heard one say.

“Pretty, she's a goddess, which even looks perfect with him”.

“Shouldn't we invite her to our Saturday club?”

“Or we could go to Yoga today?”

“Who knew Andrew could date this kind of spec, he was always hanging around with sluts”.

I frowned and stares at Andrew, who seemed to be enjoying the show we are putting on.

“Sit back and relax, you'd enjoy it” he whispered.

How could I be calm when literally almost everyone here was talking about me, and some were even staring at me without shame?

Every so often, I was being referred to as his wife, and I honestly didn't know how to feel about that.

Feeling the need to ease myself, I excused myself from Andrew's boring talk to go to the ladies' room to freshen up.

Being a sweet man, Andrew offered to escort me to the bathroom too, but I begged him not too.

We were already creating too much attention, and I was trying my best to avoid it.

As I was in the toilet, u heard ladies enter, making me stop.

There was no way I was leaving this stall if they don't leave first.

“Did you see the lady who had walk-in with Andrew?” One asked, making me freeze and become more curious as to what they thought of me.

“Yes and damn she's beautiful and as much as it has always been my dream to date him, they suit each other” the other one commented.

“And to think of it, she's pregnant, right?”.

“Is she?”

“If she's then pregnancy doesn't seem that bad anymore” one of them said before the rest burst in laughter.

They chattered more about me, making me wonder if they had nothing else to discuss.

I waited for a while hoping they would leave and when they don't, I stopped out.

The shock on their face made me want to laugh, as they couldn't even conceal it by closing their hanging mouth.

I washed my hands and walked out after muttering a short greeting and as if it is that made them snap out of their trance, they immediately asked for a picture.

Andrew's face made me smile as worry was too evident, it made our show look real.

If this is what being with Andrew felt like, then it wasn't so bad after all.

After walking around and acting like a couple I soon became tired of our charade and asked to go home, which he honored.

As he drove home I told him about my encounter with the other women in y e bathroom, making him laugh.

We shared the reactions to our closeness at the party, and as we spoke I could see the live Andrew had for show business on his face.

“What are your thoughts on giving them what they want?” He asked me suddenly.

“What is that?”.

“Marriage, Natasha, let's get married”.