Dangerously premature, BJ Tobin nearly died four times before he was two months old. If the cool cat truly had nine lives, he’d be damned if he would spend one of his remaining five tethered to the same woman. Besides, what he had to offer cried out to be shared. Tall, good-looking, intelligent, and damned near richer than God, no one woman was going to put a noose around his neck. Megan Smith scratched her way out of the psych ward for only one reason: her son, Pete. After his father had been killed by a drunk driver, she was all her precious little man had left. Pete was her whole world. She didn’t need anyone else. She didn’t want anyone else. Until she agreed to be godmother to her beautiful niece, Kegan. And ran smack dab into the most infuriatingly arrogant man she had ever met. BJ Tobin, Kegan’s godfather.