Tara Ockinga

I’m falling for the father of the baby I’m carrying. The problem is: it’s not my baby. And the broody widower is not looking for a long-term partner. As a surrogate, the deal was that I’d only be in England long enough to give birth. At first, the man seemed as pretentious as his name: Sigmund Benedictus. He and I butted heads. Sig challenged my intentions, accused me of just wanting to do this for the money. Gradually, he learned to trust me.

Rule number one for having a one-night stand: Don’t fall for the girl. After a lengthy dating slump, I finally met someone who sparked my interest. Well, first the sparks flew when we argued. Later in the evening those sparks ignited into something more. I was drawn to Devyn, in a way I hadn’t felt in a really long time. Needless to say, I was disappointed when she abruptly left after our amazing night together. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. But she hadn’t even given me her number. In a city with eight-million people, I figured I’d never see Devyn again.

Museum curator Summer Bennett knows that happily ever afters are not make-believe. After all, her siblings all found their soul mates, so she's optimistic her Prince Charming will come along too...eventually. In the meantime, she focuses on her job and her volunteering - which brings her face-to-face with one of Hollywood's hottest A-listers. When Alexander Westbrook flashes America's favorite panty-melting smile, Summer's entire body responds.