Preston’s Luck – The Virgin Surrogates Read Online M.K. Moore

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 12263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 61(@200wpm)___ 49(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
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“Porn, instinct, I don’t know. You bring it out in me,” I say, shrugging. “Let’s get upstairs. I need you in ways I don’t even understand.”

“So, we’re really doing this? Going to have a baby?”

“We are going to do so much more than that, Tori, but first things first.”

“Okay,” she says smiling up at me. It looks like she wants to say something but doesn’t.

How can I love this girl more than I ever loved anyone or anything in my entire life after only one day? It is what it is and I am not going to dissect it.

I love Tori Baldwin and I don’t give a shit how crazy it is.

Now, how do I get her to love me? Something tells me she’s gonna need more than daily doses of my dick to get there, but fuck am I going to have fun trying.

Chapter Eight

Tori

Six Weeks Later

I still don’t know where we are. Even after having lunch with Kalera in Stefano’s office when I told her I didn’t know what was happening between us, I still don’t, and I am at my wit’s end. And don’t even get me started on the fact that five best friends fell in love with five best friends. In a city this size it should have been impossible, but fate works mysteriously most of the time. Lauren came to the coffee shop back home at the very moment we needed her in order to bring us here to the most unethical fertility clinic on the planet as we are finding out to meet the men who love us. Then men who changed us. I love that man, but I am too afraid to tell him. I stand in the bathroom, naked holding a positive pregnancy test. I am two weeks from opening night with Fair Verona and I am having a baby with the man I love. How did I get here? I feel like I’ve come so far from my humble beginnings and it has nothing to do with the things Preston showers upon me. He says I am his lucky charm, and I am starting to believe him. I set the test down on the counter and pull Preston’s robe off of the back of the door and pull it on. I walk into the bedroom and grab my phone off of the nightstand and sit on the edge of the bed. It’s still unmade since I just rolled out of it.

He left for work an hour ago and I have rehearsal in a few hours. I have this overwhelming urge to talk to my mom. So, I call her and am surprised when she answers. I really didn’t think she would since she hasn’t spoken to me the entire time I’ve been here.

“Hello?” she answers, and I almost burst into tears just at hearing her voice. The same voice who comforted me when I was sad or sick.

“Mama?”

“Victoria?”

“I didn’t think you’d take my call.”

“I stayed home from work. I miss my girls. I’ve been depressed.”

“Oh, mama. You understand, don’t you? Why I had to leave? I can’t speak for Kalera, but I couldn’t stay there. I felt suffocated. Not by you and daddy, but the town. Will you come here?” I ask.

“To New York?”

“Yeah. I need you,” I say, my voice hitching.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Everything.”

“Start at the beginning.”

“I met a man. Got a lead role in a play, I fell in love. I’m pregnant and I don’t even know if he loves me.”

“You’re pregnant?” Preston asks, startling me. I turn and find him standing in the doorway.

“Shit. Mama, I gotta go. I’ll call you back.”

“Is it him?”

“Yeah.”

“Does he look happy?”

“No,” I answer honestly after scanning his face.

“Call me back.”

“I will. I love you,” I say.

“I love you too,” she says and I hang up my phone and toss it on the nightstand. I get up and move back into the bathroom.

“You’re pregnant?”

“Yes,” I say, picking the test back up off the counter, showing it to him.

“Holy shit, Tori. This is everything we’ve wanted.”

“Yep. Everything.” I say as he picks me up and swings me around.

“You don’t seem happy. Aren’t you happy?”

“I’m very happy.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yes, but,”

“But what? I heard the rest of your conversation. If you think that I don’t love you, you are fucking insane you know that?”

“Well, it wouldn't kill you to have said it.”

“I love you,” he says before kissing me. “I believe this is where you say something back.”

“Is it?”

“You know that it is,” he says chuckling.

“I love you, too.”

“Damn right you do,” he says kissing me again.

“Shouldn’t you be at work?”

“I’d rather be home with you.”

“I’d like that,” I reply. He picks me and carries me to bed. He makes love

to me until my alarm goes off for rehearsal.

“When are you going to tell your sister about the play?”


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