A single mom.
And a secret baby who is now eight years old…
A tipsy night in college resulted in Grace’s greatest joy--her daughter.
But now she sees the guy who gave her a fake name and number that night is stripping for a charity event without a care in the world.
When the feisty brunette confronts Brandon, finding out he has a daughter rocks his playboy world.
Grace wants answers.
Brandon wants Grace.
And Fallon wants a dad.
Is the ultimate party guy ready to strip it all bare...including his heart?
I was that girl.
You know, the highly intoxicated chick celebrating her thirtieth birthday with her two best friends—who are happily married. And the more I drank, the more I wanted to do something reckless to celebrate.
By reckless, I mean the sexy and alluring man dressed in a business suit standing near the bar. You know his type—tall, dark, handsome. I was sure he was out of my league, but I’d had just enough alcohol that things like that no longer seemed to matter. I’m not fat, mind you, but you can tell I like french fries, so there’s that.
He took me home, and I enjoyed the hottest birthday sex of my life. Well, until it came to a screeching and rather unwelcome halt.
There’s nothing quite like being interrupted mid-ride with a little voice asking, “What are you doing to my daddy?”
Just kill me now . . . or so I thought.
Come to find out, the man I rode like a bull at the rodeo is my new landlord.