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

"Twins?" The word feels wrong in my mouth, as though I’ve mispronounced it or said the wrong thing all together.

But I see the picture on the screen as clear as anything, and even if I didn’t, the ultrasound technician confirms it. "Twins. Let me take some measurements and then I’ll print some pictures for you to take with you."

I know my eyes are wide when I turn to Chase. "Twins," I say, dazed.

His knee is bouncing with nervous energy and his hand is clutching mine as tightly as mine’s clutching his, but his entire face is lit with excitement. "Twins, Liv! Told you I had super sperm."

A giggle escapes through the bubble of terror that has surrounded me since I first saw the blood. "Exactly. This is your fault." I giggle again. I can’t stop giggling as I return my gaze to the monitor. Back to my babies.

"What?" Chase asks, chuckling too.