Damaged Rockstar Daddy

He’s the last person I should be falling for.

But now he’s going to be my baby’s daddy…


Shade Hunter is six and a half feet of moody, chiseled rock god covered in leather and ink.

But I’ve sworn off billionaires with big egos and even bigger pricks…



Not to mention he’s old enough to be my father.



But when he plucks my core,

And makes me thrum with pleasure…

He leaves me screaming for an encore.



I know Shade is only with me for a good time…

But how can I resist him when he shreds his guitar in front of millions of fans,

Yet has eyes only for me?



And when two pink lines on a stick rock my world,

I can’t help but wonder…



Will this damaged rockstar be the daddy my little girl deserves?