She needed the money, and I needed a baby…
I was a billionaire looking for a surrogate.
Scarlett was jobless and struggling with debt.
It seemed like a win-win...
Until the setback.
We already knew each other – had done for years.
She was my daughter’s best friend, and about the last person I’d expected to reply to my advertisement.
But the moment I saw Scarlett again, I knew, surrogate or not, I would have her.
Those slender curves, dark hair, and tempting eyes… little Scarlett was all grown up.
And, yes, I became one very bad daddy.
Despite my desire, I couldn’t forget about my daughter, Lilly.
If Lilly ever found out… I’m not sure she’d ever speak to me again.
I’m tossing the dice here, and I have no idea how the cubes will fall.
What I do know is that this baby… or three… is happening.
No matter the fallout.