Knocked Up

My prim-and-proper assistant has a dirty, dirty mind.
I found her steamy writing on my computer.
Now all I can think about is re-enacting the “good parts” of her story.
But I don't sh*t where I eat. She's off-limits.
Until I realize I need a baby—and she’d be the perfect surrogate.

I control the hottest funds on Wall Street. The financial papers call me a genius. My business is worth billions of dollars.

But it all means nothing when my dad’s lying on his deathbed and I don't have the only thing he wants: a grandchild.

Enter Katherine York—my assistant. She thinks a pencil skirt and a buttoned-up blouse mask the naughty girl inside. But I’ve peeked inside her mind and can’t get her raunchy words out of my head. Who does she think she’s kidding?

There's no hiding those lush curves, or those kinky fantasies her beautiful mind dreams up. Kat wants to make it as a romance author, and I have the money and connections to get her there.

So I offer her a new position: as a surrogate for my baby. She’ll be working under me, of course. Right under me.

The contract is clear. I get her pregnant. She delivers my baby. She walks away with a publishing deal and half a million dollars.

Simple, right?

Except once I get a taste of her—my kitten—I’m hooked. She’s an addiction I can't quit. I’ll break all the rules to make her stay.