The first time I met him and my heart stopped right there…
I had a massive crush on him.
He was handsome, suave, charismatic, and just damn sexy.
Plus, being a successful man was just icing on the cake.
I could see Mason had a great heart.
He loved his son.
I respected him so much.
And when he mentioned he was looking for a nanny…
I quickly offered to help.
Little did I know what I was putting myself into.
The man who looked so perfect from outside had a broken heart.
Soon, I realized he was too wounded…the scars were so fresh.
Maybe I was too blind to think of a future with him.
But once he knows I am carrying his baby…
Would he be willing to open the doors to a world he had been cutting himself forever?