Alice’s Baby: Part 1
Six dates. No strings. She gets a baby and he gets paid...Or it was supposed to be.
I opened the door of my hotel room. He stood there in the hall in casual business wear, a light blue shirt, and navy slacks. I realized that he was a big man. Not husky, but tall and broad. Broad across the shoulders and hips. He would make big babies. I felt self-conscious in my denim jeans and black blouse. “Alice.” He stated my name as if he knew me already. “Desmond?” I asked. He smiled warmly and I felt my heart fl...