Baby for my Brother's Best Friend

Baby for my Brother's Best Friend An Enemies to Lovers Surprise Pregnancy Romance Josie Hart Copyright Copyright © 2023 by Josie Hart. All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organization and events portrayed in this story are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Contents 1. ALLY 2. LEVI 3. ALLY 4. LEVI 5. ALLY 6. LEVI 7. ALLY 8. LEVI 9. ALLY 10. LEVI 11. ALLY 12. LEVI 13. ALLY 14. LEVI 15. ALLY 16. LEVI 17. ALLY 18. LEVI 19. ALLY 20. LEVI 21. ALLY 22. LEVI 23. ALLY 24. LEVI 25. ALLY 26. LEVI 27. ALLY 28. LEVI 29. ALLY 30. LEVI 31. ALLY EPILOGUE Accidental Baby for the Billionaire Sneak Peek PROLOGUE - AVA AVA 1 ALLY “I’m sorry...” My voice trailed off. “You want me to what?” Levi rolled his deep hazel eyes—as if his proposition wasn’t shocking. “You heard me loud and clear, Ally. It’s simple: just come with me to Rachel’s wedding and pretend to be my girlfriend.” “You have a whole roster of women,” I argued, folding my arms across my small chest. “Give me one good reason why I should accept.” “I’ll pay you ten thousand dollars.” “I make twenty times that working as your mom’s CPA,” I threw out, raising an eyebrow at him. “That’s hardly appealing.” I mean, seriously, if my brother’s best friend, who I just so happened to abhor, was going to reel me into playing his girlfriend, it was going to be worth my time. Period. “Okay, but you get a free trip to the Caribbean.” Levi let out a frustrated sigh before rubbing his perfectly defined square jaw, dotted with a tinge of black stubble. “What else do you want from me? I need to prove to Frank Lewis that I’ve matured since I was a reckless twenty-two-year-old.” “Why?” I retorted, shaking my head in confusion. “You can’t seriously tell me you’re still in love with that salty, high-maintenance ex-girlfriend of yours.” Levi’s jaw tensed, his face filling with irritation. “Why can’t you just accept the offer? You never go on vacation, Ally. I figured you’d accept just for that reason alone. I need someone I can trust—and who has their shit mostly together. You’re the best option I have.” “Wow, I think that’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.” I feigned a smile, batting my thick eyelashes at him. “So if it’s not to win Rachel back and crash the wedding, then why do you need to prove to Frank that you’re a grown-ass acting man?” Which we both know is a lie. “He’s selling CyberSecure, and I need to get my hands on that company. I’ve been watching it for years, and it’s finally my chance to make a name for myself outside of the Lombardi family trust.” I pursed my lips, studying his face for a few long moments. His patience was waning, but playing with his impatience was more than amusing for me. We’d never gotten along—mostly because he was an arrogant asshole who hated the world ninety-nine percent of the time... But whatever. “That’s a multimillion dollar company,” I remarked, the wheels in my CPA brain spinning as I thought of what it could do for me. “Obviously, I know that,” Levi snapped, rolling his broad shoulders. “You’re starting to waste my time right now, Ally. I have things to do.” “Ditto, Levi.” I snorted, before gathering up my courage. “I’d like to counter your proposition.” “You can’t be serious right now. This isn’t a negotiation.” I swallowed my nerves, ignoring his words. “Forty percent stake in the company, and I accept.” “Absolutely not.” “Fine then. Thirty-five.” Levi pursed his lips, his eyes narrowing. “Fifteen.” Hope burst through my chest—I had a shot. “Thirty-four.” “Twenty.” “Thirty or no deal.” I gave him my best poker face, flipping my auburn hair over my shoulder. He let out a sigh. “Fine. Thirty-fucking-percent it is. You’re welcome for turning you into a millionaire.” Levi pushed his chair back, shaking his head as he stood to his feet. “I’ll write something up.” “No, I will do the write-up,” I challenged him, leaning back in my desk chair. “Knowing you, you’ll put some stupid clause in there that will ruin me actually getting what you just agreed to.” “Wow.” His eyebrows shot up, and for a brief—very brief moment, I thought he might actually be a little hurt by what I was implying. “I won’t fuck you over if you don’t fuck me over, Ally. Plain and simple as that.” I met his gaze, the deep green hue mixed with chocolate brown a little jolting, my heart skipping a beat. There was no doubt in my mind that those eyes swayed a lot of women right out of their clothes... But not me. My brother’s best friend did not have that power...nope. Not over me. “I’m still going to write something up,” I stated, clearing my throat and looking away. “I just think it’s in my best interest. Also, I think it’s only fair that I write up a few rules as well.” He folded his arms across his chest. “Like what? No bumping uglies, Ally? I don’t think you have to worry about that when it comes to me. Besides, I’ve already seen you naked—remember the Christmas party of fifteen? Yeah, I can’t unsee that.” I rolled my eyes, pushing away the small pang of humiliation. “You didn’t see all of me. You just didn’t knock before barging into the bathroom while I was taking a shower.” “Um, because most people lock the door, Ally.” “Right, but like you couldn’t hear the water running on the other side? The shower is open.