![]() What I don’t expect is to fall hard for her while she’s bossing me around. But I’m determined to do the right thing, so I move in to take care of Vanya and work as her assistant. As careless heir to a family fortune, responsibility and I don’t get along. Given how much I’ve pined for her, you’d think I’d be ready for a kid. ![]() To make matters worse, the kid she’s having is with me-the man who’s been secretly crushing on and openly terrorizing her since middle school. Since the start of her career as a plus-size model, Vanya’s been known for one thing: how much she doesn’t want kids. ![]() The real crapstorm is what happens after Vanya finds out there’s a bun in her oven. ![]() No sense sugar-coating the truth because the Vegas wedding and drunken honeymoon are just a tiny part of the story. The only thing worse than marrying your prissy childhood friend in a Vegas wedding is waking up the next morning and hearing she forgot about it. ![]()
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