Nate Monson was gorgeous, obnoxiously wealthy, and a player. 
He was also the person who could destroy my world with a single decision. 

I walked into that bar looking for him. 
He saw me. I saw him. 
The chemistry sizzled between us, but no. 

I hated Nate Monson. 
I hated him with everything in me, even though my body did not. 
It didn't matter. 

Nothing I wanted mattered. 
He thought I wanted to get laid.
What I wanted was for him to disappear. 

But first, I had to tell him that he had a daughter. 

** Nate is an enemies-to-lovers 97k standalone.