My 18th birthday was so special, the day I got to know I was pregnant and my boyfriend broke up with me because I refused to abort. I raised Faith, my precious daughter, single-handedly and promised myself to remain single for the rest of my life, until I meet Ryan Bell, my brother's best friend, seven years later. It's crazy, because I should hate him too, knowing the type of heartbreaker he used to be when we were young. 

Falling in love for the second time is almost impossible, especially after my wife's sudden death. And falling for my daughter’s nanny is a big no-no. But my defense is crumbling, and I think I am losing my heart too! When my daughter Violet’s last nanny rejected the offer to relocate with us to Chicago, I had hardly any choice but to appoint a new nanny as soon as possible. And then Megan walked in like a blazing sun ray in my otherwise dull and grey world, with her hot features and her charismatic persona. Violet and Megan bonded pretty well, which came as a big surprise for me.

Not once…but twice. I slept with him twice. With the one man that I was supposed to stay away from. Not only that…I got pregnant the first time around and never told him. My world is spinning. How complicated could my life be? Especially now that Chase is also my boss? That’s not the only problem. Chase is also my brother’s best friend. And let me just say that my brother would be furious. He would be furious if he found out who the father of my first child is.

The weight of the world sits heavy on my shoulders. The men in my life have left me broken and bruised. I know that I have to dig deep to find the strength to pick up the pieces and move on. However, there is just one problem, or one man standing in my way. Hank Burns. My ex-husband. It's been five years since our divorce. I lost everything back then, and if I'm being honest, I've just been going through the motions. I just want to be alone, I want to salvage the pieces of me that are left and move on, but Hank is adamant that we give us another try. 

My guilt and his misconceptions made it so much harder. When he delivers my twins—our twins—that one icy night seems to seal our fate forever. I once drew hearts around his name. We pushed the boundaries of our fine lines, but he was my brother's best friend—off-limits and out of reach. Years later, the story hasn't changed. Derek is an OB-GYN at my new hospital, as sexy and self-assured as ever. Our stolen moments aren't just a PR nightmare. My heart isn't the only one I need to protect. And I refuse to be a pawn in a lovers' game.