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I'm the last single LeBlanc brother—famous in New Orleans for being a successful CEO…and an unapologetic man-whore. Becoming a single dad wasn't on my to-do list…until my one-night stand drops my newborn daughter on my doorstep.
Suddenly, my world revolves around Charlotte: snuggling, changing diapers, preparing bottles. I'm running on little to no sleep and can barely focus.
So when I space out during Piper's pitch, she assumes I'm hungover. Given my reputation, I can't blame her—but it still annoys me. So even though her pitch was great, I kick her out of my office. I don't need complications. Especially not one as attractive as Piper.
However, gossip travels fast in the French Quarter. When Piper discovers the truth behind my exhaustion and apologizes, I give her a second chance. I invite her to my penthouse to redo the pitch…except I'm far more focused on her cleavage, her smile, and the way she instantly connects with my daughter.
I shouldn't want Piper. I can't afford distractions. But the more time I spend with her, the harder it is to remember that she is off limits.
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