The first day of a new job is always nerve-wracking for me, but it’s especially so when I walk in and find out my boss is the sexiest man in all of Manhattan. Maybe even the world. But then, to add to the nervous belly-ache, my boss is not only as hot as the sun, he’s a man I’ve very much met, one I certainly never expected to see ever again.
It was two years ago and one drunken night in Vegas. The only one-night-stand I’ve ever had in all my twenty-four years of life…mostly because I found out I was pregnant three weeks later.
Yep, that’s right. My new boss is the father of my babies.
Babies he knows absolutely nothing about.