Daddy

Self-obsessed. Arrogant. Jerk.

I mean… which sensible man would have nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist in his own office?

And which sensible girl can avoid all those naughty thoughts then.

He’s in his forties – old enough to be my father.

OMG… those green eyes that I want to drown myself into, that smooth voice when he orders me around, and don’t even get me started on the muscles… and those hard abs I saw that day in his office… oooh Lord! Have Mercy!

Because I am compelled to…

Call him DADDY!

He says, ‘Age brings in experience,’ and I am so ready to surrender my V-card.

We are going great,

But then he decides to change things.

I can’t!

I can’t allow him to ruin my career.

So what… if I am head over heels in love with him and the baby in my belly is his!