Having a stranger's baby wasn't a thing I'd ever dreamt of doing...
As a busy college student, I didn't have time for the opposite sex.
The center of my world was my approaching career.
Until he came along.
Stimulating. Virile. Obsessive.
I was supposed to have his baby and nothing more.
Only, he wanted much more than I could give.
His slightest touch turned me into a puddle of melting flesh.
If I allowed it, he would own me-body and soul.
I would give him his heir, but never my heart.
Mrs. Love writes about smart, beautiful women and the hot bad boys and alpha billionaires
who love them.