Dad In Disguise
His ready-made family… Thanks to a medical mistake – and thanks to a blue-eyed beauty named Rachel Reilly – Jack Sawyer now had a son. He knew he had no right to play daddy, but he was determined to make sure this woman was a loving parent. Rachel was unaware that Jack was the biological father of her baby. She only knew that her reaction to the strikingly handsome man was unfamiliar…and undeniable.But what would she do when she learned that the attraction wasn’t the half of what had brought them together? Baby Daze Because a baby changes everything!
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âHeâs a beautiful child,â Jackwhispered.
Rachel didnât answer. She didnât want to break the spell.
As they stood side by side gazing down at the sleeping baby, she suddenly felt an amazing closeness.
This is what it would be like if Charlie hada father, she thought. It would be good toshare this beautiful boy with someone wholoved him as much as I do. With someonewho loved me, too.
Jack slowly turned towards her and looked into her eyes, as if he could read her mind. His hands rose and gently touched her hair.
If there was a time to step back, this was it.
But she couldnât move a muscle.
KATE LITTLE
claims to have lots of experience with romance â âthe fictional kind, that is,â she is quick to clarify. She has been both an author and an editor of romance fiction for over fifteen years. She believes that a good romance will make the reader experience all the tension, thrills and agony of falling madly, deeply and wildly in love. Kate enjoys watching the characters in her books go crazy for each other, but she hates to see the blissful couple disappear when itâs time for them to live happily ever after.
In addition to writing romance novels, Kate also writes fiction and non-fiction for young adults. She lives on Long Island with her husband and daughter.
Chapter One
You never know whatâs going to happen when you wake up in the morning.
You think you doâ¦but you donât.
Thatâs what Jack Sawyer believed now. Less than a week ago, heâd opened an innocent-looking envelope and his life changed in the blink of an eye.
Settled at his desk on a typical Monday morning, he was sorting through a pile of mail while sipping his coffee and a letter marked âPersonal & Confidentialâ caught his eye.
He tore it open, read it andâbam!
A meteor might have landed smack dab in the middle of his sleekly decorated executive office. In the middle of his sleekly decorated life.
The letter had come from a firm called Dynamics, Inc. He couldnât place it at first. When he finally did, he cringed.
Dynamics, Inc. was a sperm bank where heâd impulsively made a donation two years ago. It had been a bleak, frightening moment in his life. Diagnosed with an inoperable tumor, the prognosis had been grim. Given only a few months to live, Jack faced a sad truth. For all his accomplishments and worldly success, he wondered if heâd achieved very much at all. For one thing, heâd never married and had children, a fact he deeply regretted at that moment.
There had been plenty of lovely, marriageable women in his life and plenty of chances for commitment. Maybe too many choices. Jack didnât know why, but something always held him back. Somehow, at the last minute, he always sidestepped walking down the aisle, claiming he wasnât ready. Or deciding that the woman in question just wasnât âThe One.â Maybe he just didnât want to make the changes a real commitment would demand.
His lifestyle wasnât suited to marriageâ¦and maybe his temperament wasnât either, he thought. Heâd bounced around foster homes most of his childhood, some kind and some cruel.
Heâd never felt part of a real family and had never known close, loving ties. No wonder he thought relationships were hard. Work was easy and life was never boring, traveling to the worldâs greatest cities, where his skills and vision as an architect were always in demand.
But during that dark time, Jack couldnât kid himself. No one really cared who designed a skyscraper or even a monument. Children were the real legacy. Without that bequest to the future, all his worldly accomplishments didnât amount to much.
Or so Jack had felt as he faced his mortality. Donating to a sperm bank seemed some small consolation. There had been some extra scrutiny, due to his medical situation, but finally, he was accepted as a donor. Jack had been thankful and relieved. If he was going to leave this world without having children the traditional way, at least his DNAâand perhaps even some portion of his spiritâwould live on.
A few weeks later, Jack happily learned he wasnât a doomed man after all. A cloud on his MRI had caused his condition to be misdiagnosed and his tests results had been inaccurate. With luck, he would live a long life and had time enough to marry and have children if he wantedâ¦the usual way.
Jack sat back and had a good laugh. A sperm bank? What in the world had he been thinking?
He contacted Dynamics, Inc. immediately and withdrew his donation. The organization told him that his genetic material was never given out and Jack was relieved to hear it.
And that was that.
Or so he thought.
Now, two years later, the laboratory had written that theyâd made a mistake. A recent audit revealed that Jackâs sperm had in fact been administered at least once before it was removed from the bank.
It took Jack a few moments to consider the full implications. Once he did, he was nearly blown out of his cushy leather desk chair.
Some unknown woman out there could have become pregnant with his âdonationâ and given birth to his baby!
