Meeting Her Baby’s Daddy

Seven months ago, an encounter with a handsome stranger in a restaurant bathroom left Eliana pregnant. Struggling to make her rent as well as her student loan payments, she gets a second job at the same restaurant, which happens to belong to an old friend of her parents. But it turns out that her new boss, Andre, is more than that. He's the father of her unborn child, and now that he's found her again, he's not about to let her go...

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I knew my second job at the restaurant wouldn’t be easy. After all, I’d only been able to get it because the owner was willing to do a favor for my father. And on my first day, everyone stared at me—or more accurately, my pregnant belly—and whispered. Wondering whether I would be able to handle the rigors of washing dishes in a busy restaurant.

It didn’t matter if they thought I could do it or not. I needed this second job. My full-time one barely covered my rent and my student loan payments, and now that I was having a baby alone, I needed more of an income.

Ironic that I should find it here, of all places.

My baby was conceived in the bathroom of this restaurant, nearly seven months ago.

Not something that anyone was supposed to know, of course. It had been a completely spontaneous, spur of the moment thing with a handsome older man whose name I would never know.

I ran the sprayer over a dish as the last few tables were being cleared in the front. It had been a busy night and my feet were killing me, but I refused to complain out loud.

One of the younger chefs, who was cleaning and disinfecting her preparation area, was chatting loudly with the restaurant manager. Gossiping about the fact that the owner was actually in the dining area with his third or fourth wife, they couldn’t remember which, and would likely be trying to escape into the kitchen to get away from the woman’s nagging.

The owner, Andre, was an old acquaintance of my father’s, but I had never met him. Dad had done the books for this place before he retired. Since I’d been a bit of a ‘surprise baby’ for my parents, born when Mom was well into her forties and Dad was nearly sixty, I hadn’t been around much for his working days and knew little about the details of that time.

All I had heard of Andre was that he was supposedly a good guy with bad luck when it came to his wives. He had been somewhat of a prodigy in business, opening this restaurant when he was only twenty-two. Apparently, he was also a man of unwavering loyalties when it came to those he trusted, for he’d put in a word to the manager to give me this job, purely because Dad had asked him to.

The stream of gossip abruptly stopped.

I looked up just as a tall, handsome man entered the kitchen.

Not just any man.

Seven months ago, I’d seen his cock. Felt it inside me as we’d fucked in one of the restroom stalls here in the restaurant. I knew the taste of his mouth, the strength of his body as it had pinned me against the wall.

The restaurant manager rushed forward. “Mr. Thielson.”

Wait. That was Andre?