Blind Date with the Billionaire by Jolie Day

First, Dr. Jerk ghosted me.
Now, I’m pregnant, and he’s the daddy.
Guess who’s delivering our baby?

It was supposed to be a normal blind date–awkward, nerve-wracking, uneventful.
But I walked up to the wrong guy:
The hottest, sexiest, richest doctor in all of New York:
Dr. Dillan Maxwell.
My first crush and first kiss.
Hours later, the doctor is in! (Talk about opening wide and saying, “ahhh.”)
Then, he’s gone. For him, it was just a one-time thing—a wham, bam, thank you ma’am.
Not that a broke nightclub dancer and a well-respected doctor ever had a chance.
But he left me with a parting gift: A pregnancy.
Nine months later, it’s time to deliver my bundle of joy, and my contractions are getting closer together.
Who walks in as my OBGYN?
Oh, hi, Dr. Maxwell. Do I have a surprise for you.