You know that instinct that makes you run when something scary is approaching? Yeah. Well, I obviously missed him. Because Damon Rose came and instead of running away I got pregnant. But that was five years ago and I never told He-Whose-Name-We-Must-Not-Speak about the baby. I also just did something very stupid. Again. I applied for a job at Damon's agency. Yeah, he's still drop dead gorgeous with an icy stare that says “I need that fax on my desk. Right next to your hands.” He still thinks the world should bow before him and kiss his feet. That's not going to happen, boss. I will not kneel. I won't apologize. And I certainly won't tell you the truth about our daughter. Not even if you change the ice tray you use to mask your heart.