Undeniably Convenient

<p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Have a baby with my new boss? Not exactly what I had in mind when I decided I wanted to try to get pregnant.</strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But that's exactly the situation I find myself in with Dr. Bennett Lawson.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The ridiculously gorgeous broody billionaire I kissed years ago is asking to have a baby with me.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>We both have our reasons for wanting this and with our ugly pasts it's an undeniably convenient arrangement.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>No love. No relationship. Strictly business.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Now I'm living with him and pretending every searing touch whispered word and moaned breath is all in the name of our contract and nothing more.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Even as it becomes harder to keep our hands to ourselves and our feelings separate.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But when that stick shines with two pink lines we both know what we've grown addicted to has to stop.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Except what happens when everything starts to fall apart and what we promised would never happen becomes the one thing we can no longer live without?</span></p><p><br></p><p><br></p>