So it happened years ago. A stupid one-night stand that was supposed to be a life experience, not dictate the rest of my life. But, hey, I love my twins. They're the center of my world and what we have works. It does until their father, Jamison Dawes, suddenly decides he wants to be a present parent. My kids are ecstatic. Can't say I feel the same. Especially when he moves into my apartment and hires me for a top floor job. Everywhere I am, there is JD with his smug smile and gorgeous face. Why does he keep touching me? JD wants to be a father to our children. Does that make us family? No, it's too complicated. Co-Parents. Friends. Roommates. Boss and employee. Chemistry doesn't matter. Memories of his tongue on mine and our bodies joining are irrelevant. We've survived without his support for years. Yet when my nightmare becomes a reality,