Sansa: I put my life as an escort behind me, or so I thought. It’s a good job for some girls, but I decided I wanted to move on because the situation had become relentless. The problem? A handsome billionaire needs a fake fiancée, and he thinks that *I’m* the perfect match.
Brent: I need a pretend bride, and what better woman than a professional? I figure a working girl will understand what I need, and best of all? She’ll leave once it’s done, no fuss and no muss. But then I meet Sansa. The curvy girl swears up and down that she can handle it, but what happens when *I’m* the one who has a change of heart? Suddenly I want my fake bride to be a real one … and Sansa can’t say no because she’s already got my baby in her belly!
This is a saucy story where our hero appreciates his woman because Sansa Roberts is no shy pansy. Instead, she gives as good as she gets and the sassy woman ends up teaching the billionaire a lesson when it comes to games of the heart. Of course, there’s a bouncing baby by the end and a *real* wedding for our couple, not a fake one. This book is next in the series after First Time Escort, My Roommate’s Dad, and Off Limits Daddy, but all of my books are standalones and may be read in any order. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and always a HEA for my readers.