Daddy

Self-obsessed. Arrogant. Jerk. I mean . . . what sensible man would have nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist in his own office? And what 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! Contains mature themes.