I spent nine thousand dollars to win a weekend with the man who broke my heart. Worst money I ever spent. Best three days of my life.
Six years ago he ended us on a bench and said it was about his career.
Now he’s the headliner at the charity auction my whole job depends on — and my rival is bidding to take him home.
So I picked up a paddle and lit my savings on fire, because the only thing worse than wanting him was watching her have him.
One weekend at the lake. That was the deal. Then we go back to our separate lives and pretend none of it happened.
Dr. Julian Cross is richer than me, calmer than me, and used to people choosing his name over everything else. I never planned to see him again. I definitely never planned to need him.
Now I’m carrying a secret with a heartbeat and I have to tell the doctor he’s going to be a father.
