But Kellan Shepard has been in my fantasies since I was fourteen. So I seduced him. Yep, sitting right across from him on the other side of the catwalk. His eyes followed my every move, especially when I uncrossed and crossed my legs, giving him just enough to make him hard underneath his seven-thousand dollar suit.
I was the real show. Not the skinny models up on the runway.
And now I’m pregnant.
So I have a lot of growing up to do, especially given that he wants nothing to do with me…
Or our baby.
I know I was reckless.
I should never have taken her in that bathroom after the show. But she’s got longer, sexier legs than any model I’ve ever fucked. And If I had have known who Amelia really was, I would have kept my pants zipped up.
Now my dick’s gotten me into trouble.
But it’s her own fault. She should have known the kind of man she was seducing.