Baby Fever Bride

Penny: My biological clock just exploded. Eighteen months. That's how long I have to make a baby happen before it becomes one more broken dream.

Fate has a sick sense of humor, though. Its name is Hayden Shaw. Yes, the Hayden Shaw. Billionaire developer, scandalously gorgeous, his hard-headed ego only eclipsed by his enormous … reputation.

He needs a bride to fool the world. I need a baby. It's simple business. Strictly professional.

Hayden: My new wife is completely insane. The spitfire who just agreed to play pretend thinks we're doing this baby thing in a lab, without ending up between the sheets. Too bad I see right through it whenever she says her favorite line. Strictly professional? Please.

Too bad I taste how bad she wants it when we're giving the press something to talk about, lips tangled together like there's no tomorrow.

She's also my last chance at stopping a scheme to steal the family fortune, turning my riches to rags.

But I'm Hayden Shaw. I'm in control. I don't back down. Ms. Naughty and Nice will never, ever know how bad I'm twisted up in our chase.

Contains mature themes.