Alpha’s Innocent Nanny by J.P. Comeau

In any other world, I’d be wildly attracted to him.
His tailored slacks and blazer were contoured by his stacked muscles.
And his electric blue eyes were definitely swoon-worthy.
But every time Charlie opened his mouth, I was reminded why I hated him.
Cheeky Frat-Boy.
Pompous A$$hole.
Cocky Billionaire.
He promised all he wanted was two hours of conversation.
With no touching whatsoever.
I caved when a familiar look of desperation crossed his face.
I had been the weird fat girl with braces at Peachland High School,
Never even kissed a guy.
Why was I so naïve to believe this older playboy?
Well, it was the tingling in my thighs.
And I’d thrown caution to the wind…
‘cause I’d been told my chances of carrying a baby were zilch.
So that night I discovered there was a first time, a second and,
Oh, yes, a third time for everything.
But two months later, our decadent rendezvouses ended with a surprise.
All I wanted was to be left alone. It would be unfair to involve Charlie in my drama.
Now, he is demanding the truth about our baby and my medical condition.
When I threw him out, he didn’t leave… parking himself for days in the waiting room.
And he holds me close and peppers me with kisses when my pain becomes unbearable.
Could I have misjudged him?
Is there a miracle waiting for Clara and Charlie? Can a little bundle of joy fill their empty hearts and bring them together for a happily-ever-after?