The Billionaire's Surrogate: A BWWM Pregnancy Love Story Read Online Free

we’re both protecting ourselves from hurt and
disappointment but we both want to have a family. I know you do
because you told me.”
    “ What
has this got to do with-“ Christine bit out, her face
thunderous and glowing with emotion.
    “ You
could have a child, with me. I’m not asking for happily ever
after here. I’m just saying this is one dream we both have that
we could fulfill for each other.”
    “ You’ve
lost your mind,” Christine said, glancing at her oddly quiet
grandmother, surprised that she hadn’t jumped in here.
    “ No
I haven’t. But I will lose my ability to have children pretty soon,” he said.
    “ You
don’t know that. You’re not even sure it's cancer,”
Christine protested.
    “ Am
I going to wait until they put the results in my hand and tell me we
have to go into surgery fast before I do what needs to be done? What
if there is no time after they find out what’s wrong? I gotta
do this while the getting’s good otherwise I might not have
another chance.”
    “ But
what if it turns out that what you have is perfectly treatable and
curable without taking away your ability to have children? What
then?”
    “ I
still want to have kids. I know you’ll
make a good mother simply because your grandmother is a great mother.
I’d still want it to be you.”
    “ But
what if I don’t want to be the mother of your children?”
Christine asked. There was a lump in her throat that she didn’t
know why it was there.
    “ Rudy
is no longer available Chris,” Max said, a tad cruelly in
Christine’s opinion.
    “ Don’t
call me that,” she said.
    “ Will
you at least think about it?” he asked.
    Christine sighed and
looked at her grandmother, waiting for some clue as to how to
proceed. Her grandma looked impassively back, leaving the decision
entirely to her.
    “ I
will try to think about,” she said at last.
    “ Thank
you Christine,” Max said standing up to leave the table. He
bent forward and planted a kiss on her cheek and then went around the
table to do the same for her grandma. Christine was royally confused.
    *****
    “ So
you’re just going to sit there and not say anything?” she
asked her grandma when Max’s footsteps had stopped echoing in
the hallway. He must have reached his bedroom.
    Martha shrugged, “You
know I try not to come between you kids. Your fights are always too
brutal for me.”
    “ This
isn’t a fight and we’re not kids. What Max is suggesting
is far from kiddish…even if it is to do with kids. And it's madness. You know this. Why didn’t
you speak up? He’d have listened to you,” Christine said
chidingly.
    Martha studied her. “If
you think that, why didn’t you just say no?” she asked
impassively.
    Christine widened her
eyes at her, “Are you kidding me? Of course I didn’t say
no. He could have cancer!” she exclaimed.
    “ Yes.
But whether or not that is true, if you think the idea is madness
then you should shoot it down. You say you’re not kids, but you
still want your gra to tell you what to do…”
    “ That
is not fair,” Christine frowned at her.
    “ You
can’t have your cake and eat it Chris; either this is madness
in which case you need to shut it down, or else it’s an idea
worth considering in which case it's your decision.”
    Christine glared at
her. “I really hate that you’re so wise,” she
grumbled.
    Martha
smiled and stood up to head back to the kitchen. “I’ll
pack you a nice lunch. Why don’t you head to the sunroom, it's
gorgeous this time of day. Perfect for thinking,” she said.
    Christine made a face
at her behind her back but then stood, went to the side board to pour
herself some coffee and then headed to the sunroom to think.
    *****
    She
thought about her relationship with Rudy; they had met on the first
day of college at MIT; they were the only two black students in the
Electrical Engineering Freshman class and so they naturally
gravitated toward each other. The stress of college and their