Stealing Sawyer by Samantha Christy

I hired her to be my girlfriend.
To fix my reputation.
To save my career.
It’s not that I don’t want a girlfriend. I do. I want it all. Wife, kids, side-by-side burial plots.
The problem is – I can’t have any of it.
So I’ve made myself untouchable. The quintessential bachelor of baseball.
Because it’s not worth the risk. Not even for someone I love.
Especially not for someone I love.
We made the arrangements.
We agreed to a contract.
It’s iron clad.
No sex. No love. No future.
What could possibly go wrong?