Inappropriate.
That's the only word that comes to mind when I remember the night I spent with my boss, Wyatt Remington.

An irresistible cowboy.
The man who supposedly doesn't have a heart.
My father hates Wyatt with a passion.
And if that wasn't problem enough.
Our relationship is completely forbidden.
The only reason I came to town was to help my family.
But now, I'm the one creating problems for them.
Wyatt is showing me a side of him that no one else has seen.
There's a gentleman underneath that rough and alpha cowboy.
I've seen that man.
I've felt his presence.
It's why I let him take my V-card.

None of that means anything unless we find a way to make this appropriate, which it can never be.
The only way to get out of this mess would be to quit my job.
But will that do more harm than good. Especially if I'm pregnant?