He’s the man you love to hate…
And hate to love…

Julian’s the kind of sexy that demands a cigarette before sex.

He’s the whip and the cream on top of my chocolate sundae.

Hell, he’s the only man worth the fancy underwear in my panty drawer. But suddenly, the thong isn’t the only pain in my @ss.

He’s rude. He’s arrogant. And he’s the single greatest threat to my job.

So, of course, I fell in love with my perfect enemy.

Getting pregnant was our first battle.
Now? It’s all-out-war.