His Hotcakes Baby (5 page)

Mackenzie dropped her face in her
hands remembering how difficult the first two years bringing up a baby alone
was for her aunt.  Today she would give her life for her son, but she still had
a quiet pain in her eyes every now and then.  Madison knew she has never
forgotten the man who gave her Zachary, nor has she stopped loving him. 
Mackenzie never met him.  She was in senior high at the time and having fun and
going to parties were the order of the day.  Gabs lived in Miami at the time,
so she did not see her that often.

Would her life be lived alone as
well?  Would she, like her aunt, give all her love only to her child and never
look for love?  Or look for someone with the same traits as the baby’s father? 
She refused to look too deep into her feelings for her baby’s father.  She has
known him now for nearly two months.  He went out of his way over the past
month to become better acquainted and he did a good job too.  She realized he
was not that much of a libertine.  He was very intelligent and caring.  The way
he treated his staff spoke of his caring nature. His love for his uncle was
clear to everyone and he spoke of his mother and sister with love and respect. 
He had a sense of humor that came out at the most inopportune times, which made
her either angry or burst into laughter.  He was a passionate man.  Passionate
about life, family and his work.  Apart from being a successful author, he also
had an Investment firm.

She saw a side to him she did not want
to.  It was easier to think of him as a jerk.  One that went from one woman’s
bed to the other.  Who had no morals and would be a bad father.

Then why did her heart beat faster
every time she looked into his eyes; his hand brushed against hers?  Worst of
all … when she just thought of him. Why after being away from him for only a
week and a half, did she miss him so terribly?

Mackenzie managed to get an
appointment with an obstetrician for the next day and sat across the desk from
her after she finished the examination.  She checked the results from the urine
test and smiled at Mackenzie.

“Well, Mackenzie, I can safely confirm
that you are pregnant.  Eight weeks as you suspected.  Your due date I
calculate to be around the twelfth of October.  You said you are suffering from
nausea.  Is it very bad?”

“Not really.  As long as I stay away
from a cooked breakfast and coffee early morning.  I can only eat something
around eleven in the morning.”

“Try fresh fruit and some dry toast. Let’s
hope you are one of the lucky ones and not suffer for months! I am giving you a
script for vitamins as well as something for the nausea if it gets too bad. 
Shall we schedule our next appointment for four weeks away?”

Mackenzie nodded.  The moment the FIO
Director heard she was in Michigan, he charged her with responsibility to head
up the team that was just dispatched, to do research on the marine
diversification program at Lake Michigan. It was a long term project which
meant her baby would be born in Michigan.

“Dammit
Billy! She couldn’t just disappear!”

“She is somewhere in Michigan.  That
is all I could find.  She took a flight from Havana directly there.    She did
not book into any hotel, nor did she rent any property since her arrival.   The
taxi service that picked her up at the airport can’t confirm her destination
because they had a virus and their database was completely wiped clean.”

“Have you spoken to Frasier again?”

“Yes and he is adamant that he does
not know where she went.  They only dropped her off at the docks in Havana. 
Before you ask, I also spoke to the Director at FIO again.  He refuses to
divulge any information about his employees’ whereabouts.  Not even for a very
substantial donation.”

“So you have nothing?”

“I have something, but it might not be
what you would want to hear.”

Chase stiffened and looked at his
uncle.

“If you tell me she is living with
another man I am going to commit murder!”

“No. Remember she mentioned a little
brother?”

“Yes, the one she did a favor for.”

“Aiden. He is only eighteen years old
and seems to be in constant trouble.  He has been in juvenile jail three times
over the past two years.  Small time transgressions and Mack always gets him
loose.  Their parents died in a motor vehicle accident when she was eighteen.
He was eight. She has been taking care of him since.  There was a small
inheritance, which was used for his education in a private school and for her
to obtain her degree.  For the rest … she had two jobs until two years ago when
she was promoted as her divisions Assistant Director at FIO.”

“Where is he now?”

“I spoke to the headmaster at the
private school.  He said Aiden was a spoilt brat.  Mackenzie went overboard to
give him everything he wanted.  He believed she was trying to compensate to him
because he had to grow up without parents. The result is that he exploits her
and gets into trouble to get more and more out of her.  The inheritance money
is long gone, yet his demands only increases.  He is a freshman at Miami
Varsity studying Architecture, which Mack is paying for, but apparently already
failed the first semester.  His latest demand … he wants a sports car.”

“Bloody hooligan needs someone to set
him straight.  She is a clever woman.  Does she not realize she is doing more
damage than good? How is this going to help us find her?”

“He was locked up in the early morning
hours for drunken driving and resisting arrest. He has been unable to get hold
of Mackenzie and is in a serious panic.”

“Go and bail him out and bring him
here. Make sure before you do that he gets hold of her and either find out
where she is or that she is on her way to bail him out.”

“Already done. I spoke to your uncle
Allan, he is with Vice.   She won’t suspect anything if she received a call
from him.  She has ignored all calls for the past two weeks from us and even
Frasier.  She would not ignore a call from a Miami number.  They will trace the
call the moment she picks up.”

“I
am taking the chopper to Michigan.  Phone me the moment you have a location. 
Take Aiden to your house and put him to work.  I will talk to him once I am
back. His easy ride is about to come to an end.”

Mackenzie
was livid when she ended the call. She threw her phone down on the bed. They
have been trying to get hold of her for two days, but she has been on the
vessel and had no cell reception.  She has had it with Aiden. Lord knows she
has tried to give him a good life.  She has worked herself to the bone to
support them since their parents died.  He never wanted for anything, yet
nothing was ever good enough.  He always wanted better and bigger.  Their
inheritance did not even last to carry him through school.   He refused to get
a job and all her spare money was spent on him.  She realized with a start that
it will have to stop.  With a baby on the way, she would not be able to afford
all he has been demanding.  He will have to find a night and weekend job. 
Whether he liked it or not.

Now, she had to waste money on a
return flight once again to go and bail him out. She was sorely tempted to just
leave him there.  It was about time he learnt his lesson.  She really tried,
but has come to the realization that nothing she did would be able to give him
what he needed.  A father figure in his life.

She took a quick shower.  She just arrived
from work when her phone rang and she spent nearly thirty minutes on the call
with Vice.  All she wanted to do when she got home was to soak in a long bath,
have dinner and then go to bed.  She just got out of the shower when the
doorbell rang.  Sighing she quickly threw a sundress over her head and ran to
the door.  It was probably the neighbor with her usual dinner offering.  She
was a sweet old lady, but sometimes a little overwhelming.

She opened the door with a smile on
her face, only to slam it shut immediately.  It crashed back against the wall
before it even closed properly and Mackenzie backed up, then turned and ran
into her room.  This time she managed to get the door slammed shut and locked
it.

“Mackenzie, my patience is hanging on
a very thin thread. It would be in your best interest not to aggravate me any
further.  Open the door.”

“You have not been invited in.  I am
phoning the cops to report a break-in.”

“Good, then Aiden and I can share a
cell.”

He heard her gasp and then total
silence.  Her voice was forced when she rasped through the door.

“What … what do you know of Aiden?”

“Open the door, then we’ll talk.”

“No.  I want you to leave!  There is nothing
here for you!”

“Really?  If that was true, why did
you run?”

“Because you would not leave me be.”

“I will give you five seconds to open
this door before I kick it in.”

“You would not dare!”

“Get out of the way, Mackenzie.  I
don’t want you to get hurt.”

“No please!  I’ll open the door.”

“Now!”

“Okay!  Jeez, keep your pants on!”

She unlocked the door and before she
could even turn the handle he pushed the door open.  She retreated until her
legs hit the bed and she abruptly sat down.  She looked down at his chest and
snorted.

“No wonder I did not recognize you at
first.  You are wearing a shirt.”

“Talk!  I am waiting.”

“Where is Aiden?  I assume he is not
in jail anymore?”

He shook his head, his eyes scorching
hers.  She clamped her lips together and scowled at him. Two could play this
game!

“Have you been to an obstetrician?”

“Yes.”

“And your pregnancy has been
confirmed?”

“Yes.”

“Is the baby mine?”

“No.”

“Take off your clothes, Mackenzie.”

“Go to hell.”

“Already been there.  Either you take
that dress off, or I will tear it off your body.”

“Chase, what are you trying to
achieve?”

“I want the truth and before we leave
here, I will have it.  Take off that dress!”

“No!”

He did not try and argue any further. 
He pulled her upright and took the top of the dress in his hands and ripped it in
two right down the front and threw it on the ground.

“No!  Don’t you … dare!”

He whipped his shirt over his head,
toed his shoes off then pushed his jeans and jockeys down and kicked them off. 
His eyes slithered down her body.

“No panties, Mackenzie?”

“I just got out of the shower.”

Mackenzie tried to get her breath
back.  It was the first time she has seen him totally naked and it was a shock
to her system.  He was beautiful in his rampaging nakedness.  Her core throbbed
and her nipples pebbled into tight buttons.

He closed his hands around her throat
and tilted her head up.  His lips covered hers and he kissed her slowly. 
Stroking her lips softly from side to side, licking over the seam in between
and then pushed past her lips. Immediately she was infused with heat.  The
minute their tongues met he pulled her tight against him and she gasped as her
softness met his hardness.  The kiss turned wild and when she tangled her
tongue with his, savage.  He drove deeper, drank harder demanding her full
submission, which she gave with a gasp.

His lips trailed a line of fire down
her throat and over her chest and once again she was on her back without
knowing how she got there. Chase totally overwhelmed her, all her senses were
in overdrive and her body was on fire.  She moaned low and deep when his lips
closed over a nipple and he sucked on it hard and deep.  His fingers pulling
and rolling the other.  He swopped from one breast to the other, slowly driving
her insane. 

Her clit throbbed painfully and her
core was flushed and wet from the continuous tugging on her nipples.

“Chase … this is … not right.  You …
oooohh!”

Chase refused to allow her time to
think and immediately honed in on her clit.  Her hips jerked against his hand
when he circled the nub and then rubbed over it.

“Oh lord … I … you … ooohh!”

She felt bereft when his lips left her
breast then nearly lifted clear off the bed when his lips closed over her clit.

“Noooo … stop!  Oh lord … oh lord!”

He swirled his tongue over the tiny
nub, licking it with long slow strokes, then swirled his tongue over it to
quickly stab at it with the stiff tip of his tongue.

“Please … you can’t …
ohlordohlordohlord … oooohhh loooord!”

He lifted her legs over his shoulders
and one arm curled over her hip to close around a nipple.  He stroked over her
outer lips and speared one finger inside and pushed it deep, then added
another.  He started to plunge and sucked at her clit at the same time. 
Mackenzie nearly exploded.

Chase found her G-spot and rubbed over
it, softly at first and then harder, feeling the nub in his mouth tightening
and he stopped.

“Nooo … don’t … you can’t …”

“Are you carrying my baby, Mackenzie?”

Mackenzie hardly heard what he said.
His fingers still tugged and pinched her nipples, but she was desperate for his
mouth to return to her clit, his fingers to plunge into her channel.

“Please Chase … I need … you …
pleeease!”

He lowered his head and licked her
clit, and slowly explored her inner channel, her cries surrounding them.  He
plunged then, hitting against her G-spot and sucked her clit twirling his
tongue over it ruthlessly.

“Yeess … ohh … I ... more!”

He gave her more, but once again he
stopped the minute her clit tightened and her inner muscles started to quiver.

“Please don’t stop!  Pleeease … ohh …
yees … more … ohlordohlord  … noo!  Don’t stop!”

“Is it my baby, Mackenzie?”

“I … oh lord … you are cruel!  Please
Chase … oohh … more … nooo!”

“Tell me!  Is the baby mine!”

Madison was burning up.  The intense
pressure that built up in her core was painful and she was so close, she could
taste it.  She was desperate for release and thrashed against him on the bed.
Her neck arched into the pillow.  She panted and when he twitched her fingers
she knew she could not stand it if he stopped again.

“Please Chase … I need … please!”  Her
voice was hoarse and pleading.

He rubbed against her G-spot in slow
lazy circles and she keened, thrashed desperately for more, but he kept it slow
and torturous.  He leaned down and flicked his tongue featherlike over her
clit.

“I beg you … oooh … please!”

“Are you expecting my baby,
Mackenzie?”

“Chase … don’t … ooohh … more!”

“Last chance, honey.  Is the baby
mine?”

“Oh lord … ooohh … no don’t stop! 
Please … yes!  YES!  It is your baby!”

Mackenzie screamed when Chase rose
between her thighs and surged inside her, hard and fast.  Once again without
her realizing he had moved.  She started to thrash desperately, just as he thrust,
slamming into her furiously, driving them towards a climax that nearly
obliterated them it was so intense.

He pushed her into the bed, thrashing
short, sharp thrusts until every drop of his release had been spent inside
her.  He drew his head back and watched her.  His breath hitched in his throat
when he felt her inner muscles still milking him deeper into her body.  She
panted and her nails dug into his back.  He rolled his shaft inside her and she
mewled with every sweep of his hard shaft against her swollen spot of nerves
inside her channel. Chase kept it up until he felt the quivers around his shaft
receded and her hands unclasping around his biceps.

She went quiet below him and closed
her eyes. Cursing her weak body.  Chase did not move.  He enjoyed being inside
her warmth and softness too much.  He stroked her cheek and she bit her lip.