Single Dad on Top
J.J. Knight
Publication date: August 3rd 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

A new single dad romantic comedy from the author of the USA Today bestselling single dad series Fight for Her
I’m always on top.
My penthouse.
My corporate office above Manhattan.
And, of course, the women in my life.
Actually, I might choose any position.
But make no mistake. I choose. I control.
My life is mine.
Which is why I’m not sure what the hell is going on when I open my front door and there’s a baby stroller sitting in my private hall.
The note on the infant simply says, “Do the DNA. She’s yours.”
Well, damn.
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Full length (395 print pages, 72,000 words) standalone HEA.
Contains all the crazy elements of a billionaire alpha male meets virgin next door for a fake marriage leading to a love affair — all while laughing over his inability to understand baby basics!)

The dream is luscious.
I’m curled up on a soft green lawn. A breeze bends the stalks of a row of tulips. They look like they are leaning in to tell me a secret.
Then I see two shoes. Bright polished men’s dress shoes. A perfectly creased cuff lands at precisely the right position. There is no break in the crisply pressed fold. My eyes travel up it, past his knees, to the fly.
There’s a bulge there. He’s gotten aroused looking at me. Heat courses through my body and I skip ahead to his face.
But he’s already bending down, coming for me.
And his lips land on mine.
I fall into the kiss. It’s warm and soft and exactly what I’ve wanted. It tastes faintly of brandy. Smells engulf me. Expensive cologne. A hint of shampoo, something woodsy.
Then the grass is gone. I’m in a black void, spinning. I bring my arms up around the neck of this man in his suit, but I’m surprised to touch skin instead. He’s naked now, the suit peeled away just for me.
I hold on to his strong shoulders. The kiss gets deeper, richer, and the sensation of falling is more intense. His tongue enters my mouth and I open for him greedily. It makes sense, the slide into the emptiness and how he fills me.
Then I really am flying, moving through the air, and a bit of scruffy facial hair scrapes against my cheek.
I’m not in a void. I’m being carried.
But one part of the dream was right.
I am definitely being kissed.
I pull back. Oh my God. It’s Dell.
He looks down at me with a sly smile. “It works on babysitters as well as poisoned princesses,” he says.

Author Bio:
JJ Knight is the author of the USA Today bestselling series Fight for Her, as well as Uncaged Love, Revenge, and Blue Shoes. She likes her heroes alpha, her heroines bold, and her stories to captivate.

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