Friends with Baby Benefits

My best friend was never supposed to find my list of potential baby daddies. Now he’s begging me to add one more name to my list… His.

After my divorce, I was done with love. No more dating, no more relationships. But I still want a baby. IVF? Way too expensive. That means I need to go about this the old fashioned way.

How hard could it be? All I need is to find some guy with decent genes who’s willing to knock me up then disappear from my life.

Or so I thought…

Until my best friend and hotshot firefighter, Finn Lawrence, stumbles across my list of potential donors and suggests I add one more name to it — his.

It makes sense. We’re best friends. We trust each other. And there’s no pressure for anything romantic.

So we come to an agreement. Six months of trying, then we go back to the way things were. This has bad idea written all over it, but I trust Finn with my life. Why wouldn’t I trust him with my baby, too?

But as time goes by, I start seeing Finn in a whole new light. His touch lingers, his eyes tell a different story, and suddenly, things feel more complicated than ever.

It was never supposed to be about love.

Now I’m wondering if the one person I’ve always counted on is the one person I was meant to be with all along?