My Billionaire Baby Daddy

I can’t believe I gave my v-card to a hot billionaire old enough to be my dad.

I was only going out to celebrate my friend’s birthday.

Next thing I know, I’m sweaty and tangled up in the sheets – happily giving my v-card to this gorgeous grump of a man.

To make matters worse, I had to sneak past his adorable little girl on my walk of shame the morning after.

But he never asked for my number, so I thought for sure I would never see him again.

Until the nausea started. Now I have nine months to figure this out.

That is until he showed up at my doorstep with an offer I couldn’t refuse.