This isn’t one of those stories where the woman meets her forever man, has a passionate night of sex and then becomes pregnant with his baby and is thrilled about the start of a family. No. Real life isn’t a fairy tale. I stupidly had a one-night stand with the most gorgeous man I’ve ever laid eyes on and became pregnant.
It’s not one of those beautiful pregnancy test commercials with the happy couple on the bathroom floor rejoicing. No. Mine is more like a commercial geared toward teenagers about abstinence.
Not to mention, I’m a prominent internet personality. Now, I can’t do videos from the neck down. My breasts are swollen bigger than ripe melons. I spend most of my time huddled on the bathroom floor. And the man? He doesn’t even know. I didn’t get his last name. Fate really isn’t on my side. Who do I happen to bump into while swollen and waddling, but my one-night stand, who I find out is a freakin millionaire.
You’d think that I’d jump up for joy about that wouldn’t you? No. His last name is pretty much the most slandered name slashed across the media. I don’t want to be photographed within a mile of him, let alone connected to him in any way. The notorious reclusive, Mr. Knox is my baby daddy.
Now, he knows that the baby is his, he’ll stop at nothing to be with me. My career is in the balance and my body is out of whack. My life is pretty much down the toilet. This is just the beginning . . . soon it will all come crashing down around me.
Will Knox pick up the pieces or will the persona that surrounds him be right?
*This is a guaranteed HEA, no cheating, hot baby daddy action. It’s a standalone novella part of a duet. Due to adult situations and sexual content, it’s recommended for readers over the age of 18. I hope you enjoy this lighthearted romcom.