She's dodging me like I'm trouble, but I'm a billionaire cowboy—I don't back down.

She's untouched, never known a man's touch, and figures I'm just some slick bastard out to ruin her.

She's off the mark. I asked her to dinner; she shot me down, preaching about real love like a dreamer.

Cute, I thought, until she rolled up with a picnic, all shy and defiant.

Now I'm in deep. She loves the wild like I do, but there's a twist—a secret baby buzz. If it's mine, it's checkmate.

I'll make her crave me, prove I'm her man.

By Thanksgiving, she'll be in my arms, my world. This island's just the warmup.