My (Mostly) Secret Baby

You know that instinct to run when something bad is coming?
Yeah. I apparently missed out on that one.
Because Damon Rose came, and instead of running, I got pregnant.

Damon:
Yes. I remember Chelsea Cross. I remember five years ago when she thought she could handle me. Proving her wrong was… enjoyable.
With hair I wanted to fist. A mouth that only stopped when I kissed it. A body that I needed to press against the nearest wall and claim. And now she wants a job.
A smart man would say “no”.
Or, I could teach her the same lesson I taught her five years ago. She can’t even begin to handle me.

Author’s Note: Buckle up for the ultimate bosshole in this steamy, workplace romantic comedy with a sassy heroine and a stubborn grump who wants to ruin her day.