Forbidden Boss

He's my billionaire boss. The arrogant grump who shouldn't even know I exist. And the man who just gave me an offer I can't refuse.

When Rome Blakely hands me a more-than-generous employment contract, I'm confused.

Because yesterday, when I was working as a lowly grunt in the basement of his building, I destroyed an, uh, interestingly shaped two-hundred-gallon bottle of perfume, cost the company multiple six figures worth of damage, and landed myself in the hospital for my trouble.

Then I get it.

He thinks I'll sue, and he's trying to buy me off.

The job he's hiring me to do?

"Official companion."

He'll pay me more money than I've ever seen-and give me a generous clothing budget to boot-to hang on his arm and make pleasant conversation with the upper echelons of Manhattan society.

How hard could it be?

Our contract is clear: no inappropriate physical contact. I'm a platonic date in a fabulous gown, and nothing more.

But after hours, the contract goes out the penthouse window. I find a chink in his grumpy armor, and I'm hooked. I want to know what's hiding under that scowl-and that shirt.

It's all stolen kisses and private jets...until I discover I'm carrying his child.

And everything changes.