We hated each other that first weekend he moved in. Cocky. Obnoxious. Annoyingly attractive. My new nemesis. Revving up a lawn mower at 7am on a Saturday? Really? And he had the nerve to try and man-splain to me how to run my life. Excuse me? I’m a lawyer and fully capable of taking care of myself. Things got worse on Monday morning when I met my new co-worker. It was him. My maddeningly hot neighbor is now my officemate. I knew I needed to hold strong to my boundaries. Not let him get under my skin. Until one night I let my guard down. Laughs over drinks turned into moans under his sheets. “Let loose,” he said. “It’ll be fun,” he said. Now I’m staring at a little pink plus sign on a stick. Chris has no idea he’s now a daddy. Or that I secretly know we’re destined to be together. But I’m terrified he might have different plans…