Royal Baby Maker

About this book

The day I met Bishop Callehurst he was standing half-naked in the massive kitchen of his over the top Hollywood mansion, drinking a glass of water and letting it drip all over his impossibly solid body. I didn't know he was royalty. I was too distracted by his hungry stare... and how he kept smirking every time he stole a peek down my shirt. Turns out this prince needs a baby, and fast. He swears it's about keeping access to his money. Love or romance? They don't factor in. But if that's true, w