Connor Prince is a beast. He’s a rich, controlling, handsome ex-movie star with one dream left in his cold, godforsaken heart. He wants a baby, and he wants me to be his surrogate. I thought he was just a weirdly good-looking, grumpy hobo until he took me to his freakin’ castle and made me an indecent proposal. The contract doesn’t actually look too bad. All I have to do is hang out for nine months getting pedicures and massages while gestating his child. I’ll even have a chef. And I need the money. My profession, making gory practical effects for…
I read. And quilt. A lot.