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Finding My Baby Daddy

Five years after a mysterious one-night stand with a masked stranger, Windie returns home with her young son. Desperate to find the boy's father, she navigates a world of corporate intrigue and hidden identities. As she crosses paths with a cold, powerful CEO, secrets from that fateful night begin to surface. Windie must uncover the truth behind her son's parentage while protecting her heart from the dangerous secrets of the elite.
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Chapter 5

“Spill,” Kiera said, wriggling her brows at Pandora the moment she sat down.

“What?” she asked, looking between Keira and Sia, her friends from high school and college respectively.

“Don’t act coy. You had sex. It’s written all over your face,” Sia said smugly and Kiera nodded rapidly.

Pandora’s mouth dropped open in shock. Was it really written on her forehead? How tense had she looked before? “No, I didn’t,” she answered stubbornly.

“Yes, you did. I swear we will torture it out of you if you don’t start speaking.”

Pandora frowned at the two and motioned at the server. “I need some coffee before my lips open,” she announced. In no time, the coffee was in front of them and Pandora had taken her first sip.

“You've had your coffee now. What did he look like?”

She squeezed her eyes shut. “I don’t remember.” When she opened them, she saw the look of worry on her friends’ faces.

“Did someone hurt you?” Sia asked urgently.

“No.” She shook her head before placing her hand over Sia’s. “We were both drunk… so drunk that I don’t remember how he looked.” She stopped and remembered the bits that were still embedded in her mind. “I know he was tall, somewhat muscular, and had beautiful tattoos all over his arm.”

She bit her lip when she remembered his smoldering grey eyes. “And his eyes were grey. Other than that, I don’t remember exchanging names.” She gulped. “It was good. It was so good that I came a number of times. But that is all I remember.”

Sia and Kiera shared a smile. “Were you safe?” Kiera asked and Pandora’s eyes moved between the two of them.

“I don’t even remember what he looked like. You expect me to remember if I used protection?” She dropped her head in her hands when she realized how risky her move had been. “How was I so stupid?”

“Pandora, you are fine. But still, you should get checked out, okay?”

She was twenty-nine, had only been with two men in her life, and was going to get tested.

“We’ll get checked out right with you,” Kiera told her. “The nurse at the local clinic is so hot. I hope he is working.” She smiled with a dreamy look on her face.

“Damnit, Kiera. You’ve got a boyfriend… do you remember Ron or not?” Sia yelled and slapped Kiera’s shoulder.

“So what? That doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy looking at a handsome man. I am not cheating on Ron. And he knows I find nurses hot.” She shrugged.

Pandora snorted because if Kiera wasn’t her childhood friend and she didn’t know better, she wouldn’t know if Kiera was in her right mind or not.

Sia extended her hand to Pandora. “Come on. Let’s go to the clinic and get this over with.”

- - - - -

“Miss Leonard,” the nurse called. Pandora waved at her friends and walked into the room. She had decided that since she needed to get her routine check-up the next month, she would get it over with in one go.

“I will be doing your exam today. If you can change into this ad lay on the table, I’ll get my assistant and be back in a few minutes.”

Pandora undressed after the door closed. Moments later, the nurse was back with someone in tow. As she set out to do the exam, she explained each step to Pandora.

“Everything looks clear. We will have your results in a few days. Now, we just need to do your blood work.”

Pandora nodded and the nurse helped her sit up.

“As it has only been a few days, you will need to come back for a pregnancy test.”

She gulped and shook her head. “There is no need for that.” The nurse stopped what she was doing and turned to Pandora. “I can’t have kids.”

“I’m so sorry,” she muttered, taking the needle out of Pandora’s arm. “You will receive your results back in a few days but you do need to come back in three months time for another blood draw and test. It’s just procedure.”

“If anything unusual pops up, just come back. You can get dressed now; we’re finished for the day.”

Pandora sighed as the nurse walked away and slowly got dressed. She was surprised to find Sia and Kiera both waiting for her.

“Come on. It’s girls’ night out!” Sia said, picking up on her horrible mood.

As they munched on an extremely cheesy pizza and sipped on their wine, Kiera went back to the topic of the mysterious man. “Tell me more. How was it?”

“I don’t remember!” Pandora protested.

“You remember some stuff. I can see it in your eyes. They glaze over when you think about him,” Kiera said, reminding her just how well her friends knew her.

She licked her lips and took a moment to form the words. “His body was… firm. And I remember that he made me laugh and smile and feel good.” She shook her head and bit her lip. “I just knew he was more worried about making me feel good than getting off himself.” She shook her head a little. “I felt… wanted.” She didn’t have any other words to explain what she had experienced.

“I think we need to track this guy down.” Kiera's eyes sparkled with determination. Their eyes met and Pandora raised her brow to ask how.

“Any man that makes you smile like that… I need to see him and I want him to be beside you and keep that smile on your face.”

“It was a one-night stand with a stranger, Ki. Nothing more.” She didn’t miss the sadness in her voice as she said that.

Kiera frowned and opened her mouth to argue, but Pandora stopped her.

“All I remember is the joking nickname we shared. I don’t even know what his real name is. Of the millions of people in Vegas that day… how do you think I can find him?” She was unable to hide the pain of how true her words were.

“Dora…” Sia whispered sadly.

“It’s fine. I’ll be just fine.”

“Enough moping around!” Kiera clapped her hands and jumped up. “You don’t need a man. All you need is Sia, me, and your very 'personal' assistant.”

Kiera produced a brand-new vibrator and handed it to Pandora. “This is your birthday gift. Belated happy birthday, bitch,” she laughed.

Even though Pandora rolled her eyes, she felt grateful that the vibrator was in a sealed box. “This is what every girl needs. Besides her two best friends, that is,” she commented, agreeing completely.

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