Secret Baby for Dr. Billionaire

I’m knocked up after one night with a grumpy billionaire doctor.

Buying me an unwanted drink was the oldest trick in the book.
It definitely wasn’t a get-in-my-panties-free card.

Unless you looked like him.
His mere presence halted time.

With a magnetic aura radiating power,
His piercing hazel eyes promised danger and desire.

Dr. Benedict Hayes stood God-like, 6’3 and delicious,
seasoned with salt and pepper hair.

The only thing that stopped me from dropping to my knees,
were the stares of every person in the bar.

It wasn’t long before we’re back at his place,
ending the night with him exploding inside me like fireworks on the 4th of July.

Now, I must deliver the news looming over me like a hurricane.
Will the inferno blaze or sizzle when he finds out I’m having his baby?