The Marrying Kind

From the moment Jonathan Davis rang Diane Black'sdoorbell, mistaking her for his blind date,she knew the sexy developer couldn't be more differentfrom her. He squired around gorgeous, flirty, dim-witted Dallas socialites, not modest investment bankers likeher. Still, the man made her heart flutter under her pin-striped suit as it hadn't in years. John was many things—a millionaire, a player, a catch. But he'd never be a husband. For him, "marriage"equaled "mistake." Diane might be the quintessentialforever kind of woman, but he was confident he couldavoid that trap. That is, until he kissed her. And then, of course, there was the matter of the baby….