I just gave my curvy young nanny a night she'll never forget… My troubled sister left two rugrats I've never met on my penthouse doorstep with only a note and backpack between them. Now I'm scrambling around my office for someone to fix this problem. The trouble is, I don't do kids. I never wanted them… And never will. The terms were simple, bribe her into a nanny position caring for my newly acquired kid problem. I never expected to fall so hard for this half-my-age stunner, but now I find my sweet nanny harder to resist. That first night unleashed an animal in me that's hungry to satisfy the desire I see in her to be owned. Playing house has affected me in a way I would've never predicted—and when we're wrapped up together, there's no place else I'd rather be. But now that I know she's pregnant, I'm not sure about making this game a reality or what kind of daddy I'd be