Falling for Jonas Winters wasn't planned. I never thought someone like him would be interested in me. He's a world-famous artist, almost a recluse, and my father's best friend. I'm twenty years younger than him, plus-size, and constantly at war with my father.
When Jonas picks my father over me, I lose my nerve to tell him what I did. I was certain he needed a nudge to love me loudly and proudly. But a baby isn't a nudge-it's a shove. So when he walks away, I let him go.
Eleven months later, he's back. He demands I marry him or he'll fight me for custody of our son. Is there any chance he can really forgive me? Or are we compounding one bad decision with another?
Autorentext
Due to commitment issues I have lived in many different cities and my favorite is Chicago but I have managed to settle into Austin and perhaps my commitment issues are behind me. I have enjoyed reading from a very young age and it wasn't long before the children books bored me and I read the books my mother enjoyed Stephen King and Dean Koontz and I didn't sleep without the light on until I was about ten. I came across my first Harlequin by accident and it was love at first read, no one died and happy endings? It was a whole new world and I loved it. I wrote my first story at eight and everyone died, of course. Since then I would like to think I've gotten better and now I'm writing the happily ever afters I first fell in love with, with some hot sex thrown in along the way. As a plus size woman myself, I have started writing the stories I always wanted to see myself in but never did. And now I'm ecstatic to give BBWs the happily ever afters with hot Alphas they so rarely get.