When a huge, handsome man shows up at Sunset Medical one day, my jaw drops.
I’m giving him a prostate exam?
I’m a urologist. I give exams back there for a living.
But one day, Mace Jackson walks into my office, making my heart thud. He’s healthy as a horse, with broad shoulders and a powerful chest. There’s no way he’s sick.
But when we get personal, the fireworks start.
Because as a doctor, I know that not only is this man perfectly healthy but he’s also stunningly virile.
Plus, I’m baby crazy, did I mention?
Years of school have left me no time to date and meet men. Now the clock’s ticking, and the answer’s just walked through the door.
A baby with this man.
Or two babies.
Or even ten!
Hey Readers — This novella turns the doctor trope on its head because our sassy heroine’s the physician in this story. Suddenly, the key question is: gloves or no gloves? As always, it’s a totally crazy, taboo to the hilt romance that’ll leave a sugary sweet taste in your mouth. Love, Cassie and Kendall