Claimed by my Bestie’s Dad (Beachside Billionaires #2)

Dear Santa, Ive been naughty with the doctor next door. Did I mention hes my besties dad?

My Christmas list was simple this year—make money dog-sitting and save up for my surfing school.

Then my bestie suggested asking her filthy rich dad for a loan.

(Note to Santa: Bad life choices ahead.)

Dr. Ethan Taylor opened his door looking like sin in a suit: all commanding presence and silver fox swagger.

He mistakes me for an escort he ordered.

After that humiliating encounter, I shouldve been good and stayed away.

But my dogs kept finding their way to his place.

And it turns out this bad boy billionaire knows how to handle more than just naughty pets.

Then under the starlit beach, he claimed me in ways that definitely got me on your naughty list.

Now his tender touches have me dreaming of forever.

Christmas will explode when my bestie finds out.

P.S. Santa, you might want to make that sleigh biggerAs Im pregnant with Dr. Hot Daddys baby.