Big Bossy Mistake

Billionaire. CEO. Single dad.
And, apparently, my date to Manhattan’s most exclusive ball.

I thought my invitation was a birthday present from my best friend.
The dress, the limousine, the red carpet… I thought they were meant for me.
That was mistake number one.

Then my date arrives, all gleaming cufflinks and tousled hair, steely blue eyes and a body honed to masculine precision.
Arrogant. Charming. Panty-melting.

And melt, they do. Hanky-panky with a rich hottie in the back room of the event I’m crashing?
Don’t mind if I do.

Listen, don’t judge me. It’s my birthday, remember? Nothing that happens tonight counts in real life.

Ha.
Right.
That’s mistake number two.

Because the next morning, I start my new job as the nanny for a high-profile client.
And my new boss, the owner of this swanky Manhattan penthouse, and the father of these two adorable hellions?

Yup. Mr. Hanky-Panky.

But the biggest mistake of all?

Staying with him.
Working for him.
Letting my guard down, falling for him...
And crashing. Splat.

Oh—then I find out I’m pregnant.