You have the right to remain sexy. 
 
Anything you say can and will be used to get you in my bed. 
 
You have the right to use my body to give yourself a delirious, life-changing orgasm. 
 
Livia Ward wants a baby before she’s thirty. And she wants it the old-fashioned way—by having as much sex as it takes with a man she’s hand-picked to make up the second part of the equation. What she doesn’t want is a boyfriend.
 
Officer Chase Kelly is exactly the kind of cocky jerk this librarian has sworn off, but he is undeniably hot. And he’s better in bed than Livia ever expected her baby daddy to be. It’s trouble from the start, but her deadline is rapidly approaching.
 
Both of them think they can give each other what they want--a few nights of fun for Officer Kelly, a no-strings baby for Livia--but this hot cop is about to learn that sex, babies, and love don’t always play by the rules.


Hot Cop

I’m about to get up when Chase stirs. "You’re fun," he says, nudging my back with his elbow.

I half laugh, half choke. "I’m fairly certain that any fun that was had was because of you."

I glance back at him and find he’s grinning with as much lust in his gaze as ever. "I assure you," I tell him in my very serious, very librarian voice, "I am not fun."

He laughs. "Whatever you say, kitten."

Then I laugh too because this has been fun. Which means maybe I am fun. When I’m with him, anyway.

In fact, we aren’t even with each other. Not really. Which is exactly the reason I need to get out of here.

I start to roll out of the bed when Chase stops me.

"Where are you going?" he asks with a note of alarm.

His reaction startles me, and I’m suddenly unsure. "To...clean up?"