Have a baby with my new boss? Not exactly what I had in mind when I decided I wanted to try to get pregnant. But that’s exactly the situation I find myself in with Dr. Bennett Lawson. The ridiculously gorgeous, broody billionaire I kissed years ago is asking to have a baby with me. We both have our reasons for wanting this and with our ugly pasts, it’s an undeniably convenient arrangement. No love. No relationship. Strictly business. Now I’m living with him and pretending every searing touch, whispered word, and moaned breath is all in the name of our contract and nothing more. Even as it becomes harder to keep our hands to ourselves and our feelings separate. But when that stick shines with two pink lines, we both know what we've grown addicted to has to stop. Except what happens when everything starts to fall apart and what we promised would never happen becomes the one thing we can no longer live without? Except what happens when everything starts to fall apart and what we promised would never happen becomes the one thing we can no longer live without? What you can expect for UNDENIABLY CONVENIENT... \* Pregnancy/baby of convenience \* Billionaire doctor hero \* Strong doctor heroine \* Boss/employee, second chance \* Forced proximity \* Age gap \* LOL scenes and banter \* He falls first \* STEAMYYYYYYYYY!! With tons of dirty talk and play \* HEA \* No cheating

In my defense, I had no clue the gorgeous guy I had a wildly steamy night with was my brother's best friend. Or the single dad of the little girl I was about to nanny. I hadn't seen Dr. Owen Fritz since I was twelve and he was twenty\-four, but even back then, I didn't care much about him. He was doing his billionaire, master\-of\-the\-universe, medical school thing, and I was too into art and books to notice anyone. Now he's cold and broody, but he doesn't scare me the way he does everyone else. He's been scarred, but I've been scarred worse. We both promise to leave that night in the past, vowing to keep this secret between us and stay professional from now on. Especially since I'm living with him—sleeping down the hall from him—and his adorable little girl. Until one night of hell changes everything and all those promises we've been struggling to keep don't just break, they shatter. Now there's no holding him back. And the more he watches me with those magnetic eyes or whisks me into dark corners and puts his heated hands on my body, the more I forget why what we're doing is so undeniably forbidden. We're playing with an unstoppable fire. And we're both about to get burned.

She wasn't some random vacation fling like everyone thought. She was my brother's ex\-girlfriend. A forbidden addiction I knew better than to touch. I was escaping my life, stuck at a crossroads, and needing some clarity. She was on the run, hiding from the press and the world after everything crumbled around her. It wasn't planned, but we were inevitable like a runaway train. We couldn’t stop it even if we tried. For ten days, she was mine. But now everything is back to normal. I'm a doctor, she's a Hollywood princess, and lucky for me, our paths rarely cross. That is until her dark past comes roaring back and she needs my help. Once again, I don’t know how to stay away. Every fiery word is a form of foreplay. Every stolen touch is a decadent dance with temptation. I need her. I crave her. I can't get enough of her. Only now our secrets are multiplying. The lies we're telling are getting out of control. And what initially felt right now feels like a complicated mess. I may be undeniably infatuated with Tinsley Monroe, but she'll never truly be mine.

The last thing I expected when I ran out on my wedding was to wake up in Vegas married to Mason Reyes, the cocky, gorgeous, and much younger NFL quarterback for the Boston Rebels. I've always been a smart, responsible doctor. The good girl. And yet here I am with a drunken photo of our nuptials leaked and spreading like wildfire. Considering my ex is his former teammate, it's as bad as it gets. Mason says the only way to save face and avoid further scandal is to move in with him and stay married for three months. After that, he promises we can talk annulments. Reluctantly, I agree. It's only three months and I've put us in a strict no\-sex zone. For a while, the plan seems to work. The press moves on, my ex starts to get the picture that it's over, and we're on our way toward the finish line of this marriage being done. I even manage to ignore the way my body reacts when he calls me, "My wife." That is until two things happen that completely derail everything. One, our no\-sex zone flies out the window in a tangle of hot, sweaty limbs and filthy whispered words. And two, the stick shines with one bold word: Pregnant.

I knew better than to take my best friend's little sister's virginity at that Halloween party. But in my defense, I didn't know how to say no. Or maybe I simply didn't want to. She was my Cinderella and I was her masked villain. Then I ruined everything. Twice. Years later we're undeniably enemies, our hate for each other legendary. Except I haven't been able to stop thinking about her. Or that night. Only now she works for me in the hospital where she's a medical student and I'm an attending physician. Not to mention, without realizing it, I bought the apartment next to hers. We try to keep things professional but when she learns the truth behind the secrets I've been keeping, angry sparks explode into a raging inferno of scorching touches and burning passion. I know I have to keep my distance. She's all wrong for me. Too young. Too bratty. Too dangerous to the life I've worked tirelessly to rebuild. The one being with her would destroy. The problem is, I've never wanted anyone more. And I don't know how to stay away for long. Especially when I discover I'm not the only one keeping secrets.

Keegan and Loomis' book. More to come.