Evolutionary scientist Marietta Dalrymple viewed it as the
ultimate four-letter word for sex. Romantic love—like the
myth of the monogamous male—was a fairy tale. Men were
good for only one thing: procreation. And using the
Conception Connection she had found the ideal candidate to
satisfy her strongest biological urge—motherhood. On paper
Jax Jackson had all the necessary advantages, including a
high IQ and a successful career.
In person his perfectly symmetrical face and well-endowed
body drove her to reconsider the term animal magnetism.
But in the aftermath of their passion, Jax claimed there
had been a mix-up; he was not the sperm supplier with whom
she'd contracted, but the rarest of all creatures—an
aspiring family man. A man determined to act as devoted
father and—even worse—loving husband. The erudite
professor was stupefied. Until she recognized that Jax had
planted more than his seed; his caring ways had taken root
in her heart, leading the scholar to conclude that she had
found the wrong donor, but the right man.