Daddy told me to work with his best friend, not get knocked up by him.

Nick isn’t everyone’s cup of tea unless you like grumpy billionaire single dads capable of bringing men to their knees.

He’s my dad’s best friend and the bane of my existence.

All we have to do is plan Dad’s charity gala together and then we can go our separate ways.

Easy right?

Wrong.

One moment we’re in a screaming match and the next he has me pinned to his desk in his study.

I thought it was just a wild moment that I would soon forget.

But the slightest brush of his hand on my skin is all it takes to reel me back to those chiseled abs.

It’s no longer just about scratching an itch, because my heart wants him too.

But I could never choose between Nick and my dad.

Especially with the plus sign on this stick staring back at me…