A little boy needed me. A grown man needed me. And I needed to let go of my V-card …
Excitement and sadness are a rare combination,
but that's exactly how I felt when I went to work as my big brother's best friend's babysitter.
Tossed away by his horrible mother, the two-year-old needed me desperately.
I could be there for the poor boy. But I fell in love.
With both the son and the father. My overprotective family wouldn't mind my love for the child.
But my love for the man who wasn't supposed to be touching me at all?
Well, no one was going to be okay with that.
So I told the billionaire who was used to getting his way that we'd have to hide our relationship.
Keep the steamy encounters a secret.
I found out billionaires do not like to be kept hidden.
So how long would I get to feel his phenomenal touch before we had to end it all?
