Megan forgot to breathe. All the air left her lungs in a whoosh and she felt lightheaded. What exactly was he suggesting? That they date before she got pregnant - no, not pregnant - artificially implanted with his and his dead wife's embryo.

Whoever his wife had been, she was damn lucky. The guy was muscular, handsome, and polite. His office had expensive furniture along with silver and gold figurines that she wouldn't doubt were real. They looked pricey. Like everything about ...