Nate

Nate Monson was gorgeous, obnoxiously wealthy, and a player.

He was also the person who could destroy my world with a single decision.

I walked into that bar looking for him.

He saw me. I saw him.

The chemistry sizzled between us, but no.

I hated Nate Monson.

I hated him with everything in me, even though my body did not.

It didn't matter.

Nothing I wanted mattered.

He thought I wanted to get laid.

What I wanted was for him to disappear.

But first, I had to tell him that he had a daught...