Daddy

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