Marrying My Billionaire Hookup

"It was an immaculate conception. With my sperm."

Not the thing my one-night stand should've said to my overprotective brothers, even if the baby bump is going to be obvious in a few months...

When the hottest hookup of my life pops back up, saying I'm pregnant with his child, I'm dumbfounded. How did he find out?

As it turns out, he got a letter from my "lawyer," telling him to do the "responsible thing" and give up all parental rights to the baby. He's insulted, saying he won't be like his father and abandon his duties. He'll do the right thing and marry me.

Except...I won't marry for anything less than love. Not for a sense of responsibility, not for money, and definitely not because of some ridiculous letter I never sent. Which begs the question—which of my brothers do I need to strangle for that letter and the "lawyer" I supposedly hired?