EPISODE 01

Dana Jones, a young florist from New York City
sat in her friend Millie's modest two bedroom
apartment. Millie was also her boss who
owned the flower shop she worked in. Though
she was only four years older than Dana she
acted like more of a mother to her than a
friend.
The smell of homemade lasagna filled the
kitchen with its sweet scent of sauce and
cheese, making Dana's stomach growl.
Millie's husband, Todd, was away on a
business trip so it was to be just the two of
them dining tonight.
Dana sat twisting her fingers around the gold
chain she wore around her neck and looking
down at the newly laid tiles that she helped to
install. She listened while Millie ranted on and
on about the decision she had made.
"Oh my God Dana, have you completely lost
your mind? If you want a baby then find a
husband first. Or at least go and get fertility
treatments."
Dana rubbed her forehead before looking up at
Millie, "Don't you think I've considered doing
that? But it cost thousands of dollars for one
treatment. And it doesn't always work the first
time. You know I don't have that kind of
money."
"So what is your plan exactly? Are you going to
sleep around till someone knocks you up?"
Millie slammed the oven door shut.
"No Millie, I plan on waiting till I find the right
kind of man. He has to be smart and good
looking. A man who is dead set against
wanting a wife or children, but he also has to
to be willing to walk away and never look
back."
Millie scoffed, "Well good luck with that. What
man in his right mind would agree to
impregnate you and then walk away, not
expecting anything in return?"
Dana took a sip of the red wine that Millie had
poured for them; it tasted bitter in her mouth
when she swallowed.
"I don't know, but I have to try," Dana
answered.
Millie lifted her wine to her lips, staring at
Dana from over the rim. Her heart went out to
the petite blond woman that sat across from
her. In her short life, Dana had experienced so
much pain and horror. "Horrors" that she
herself could not imagine living through, and
even to this day Dana was plagued with the
nightmares of that night. But she always
refused to talk about it, locking it deep within
her.
Dana and Millie changed the subject and they
dug into the delicious lasagna in front of them.
The aroma filled their nostrils with delight and
their taste buds with sheer pleasure. They both
let out a soft satisfying moan.
"Millie, no one but you can make lasagna taste
this good," Dana exclaimed. She herself
couldn't cook to save her life.
After cleaning up they poured another glass of
wine and settled on the posh leather sofa in
the living room. The next two hours were spent
in idle chit-chat, Millie doing the majority of
the talking. They hadn't even noticed the sky
was turning dark until they heard the first loud
bang of thunder and then the lights flickered.
When Millie went to retrieve some candles
Dana went over to the window. And leaning her
forehead on the glass looked out. She knew it
would be damn near impossible to find a man
who would give her what she wanted and to go
along with her terms.

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EPISODE 02

Jake Rayburn sat in the office of his
grandfather's lawyer. He was waiting to hear
about the inheritance he was to receive from
his grandfather's will.
Jake shifted his weight; he could never
understand why they had to make these chairs
so small. Or perhaps it was his size that was
the problem. He was a muscular built man,
with his long legs stretched out in front of him.
Jake tapped his fingers on the desk, waiting
for the lawyer to show up; he was not
accustomed to being kept waiting, when the
door opened he dropped the magazine he was
pretending to flip through.
"Jake, so sorry to keep you waiting," the lawyer
said when he held out his hand to shake
Jake's.
"What's going on? Why was I asked to come
here?" Jake asked with a hint of irritation in his
voice.
The lawyer sat down, loosening his tie. A drop
of sweat rolled down his cheek even though
the air conditioner was turned up. "Well, you
see there is a clause in your grandfather's
will."
"And what might that be?" Jake asked.
Clearing his throat the lawyer continued. "In
order to receive your inheritance, you must be
married."
Jake sat back listening. His eyes narrowed as
he stared down the lawyer, "Are you telling me
that to get the money I have to get married?"
The lawyer wiped his brow with the back of his
hand, leaning further back. "Yes, but the good
news is you only have to be married for one
year. When the year is up you'll get the money,
and there's nothing saying you have to remain
married."
"There's no way I'm getting married, to hell
with the money," he said, slamming his fist on
top of the desk.
"That's up to you Jake. I must point out with
that money you could open your own law firm
like you've always talked about doing. And with
five million dollars you could certainly do it."
Jake got up and began pacing back and forth.
It was true, with that money he could get out
from under his grandfather's partners. Open his
own firm, be his own boss.
With a scowl on his face, he looked at the
lawyer."Allen, there has to be another way to
get that money."
"Sorry, Jake. The will is ironclad, no way
around it," the lawyer chuckled, "You could
always buy a wife."
A grin spread across Jake's face. "You're a
genius, Allen. That's what I'll do, I'll pay
someone to marry me."
"Jake I was just kidding."
"Well, I'm not. It will be a signed contract
between me and the woman. I will pay her
$500,000 dollars to become my wife, and
when the year is up we'll get a divorce. I'm
sure there is one out there willing to do it for
the money."
Jake sat back down and stretching he smiled
to himself. "Of course, I'll have her sign a
prenuptial agreement. All I need is a wife in
name only, it's not like I'll have to live with
her." Then looking at the lawyer, " Isn't that
right Allen?"
"Right," the lawyer said as he wiped more
sweat from his face.
Jake noticed how the man was sweating and
fidgeting in his seat. He wondered if there was
something Allen wasn't telling him. "Allen is
anything wrong? You seem a little nervous."
"No, no it's nothing," He shook his head.
"OK then. So, Allen, you will help me find her. I
have no preferences as to what she looks like;
she can be gay for all I care," Jake said as he
rubbed his chin. God, I need a shave, he says
to himself.
"Jake this idea is insane. It could backfire on
you. What if she falls in love with you and
refuses to leave when the year is up?"
Jake smirked. "Leave that to me. I'll make sure
that doesn't happen. The last thing I want is to
be tied down to one woman for the rest of my
life. And I sure as hell don't want some
screaming brat of a kid running around." Jake
turns towards the lawyer. "Find someone who
doesn't want to be tied down."
"OK Jake, I'll see what I can do but it won't be
easy," he said, running his hand over the back
of his head.

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EPISODE 03

A few days later Dana was having dinner at
Millie's apartment. Millie's husband Todd, had
returned from his business trip. Having been
on the road for several days he was looking
forward to his wife's delicious homemade
cooking.
Dana and Todd had met years ago; they dated
before he got together with Millie.
Dana knew what she and Todd had wasn't
going anywhere, and seeing the love between
Todd and Millie developing she stepped aside.
To this day, they all remained close friends,
always there for each other.
"Millie tells me you want to have a baby," Todd
says, a worried look crossed his face.
Dana moved a lock of blond hair that had
fallen across his right eye. She always liked
the feel of his soft golden locks, he had such
thick hair, and with his green eyes, so full of
life and laughter. He never ceased to make her
laugh or to cheer her up when she was feeling
down.
"Yes, I do. So please don't give me a hard
time. I know it sounds cold, but I don't want
the donor in our lives."
Dana saw the quick glance the couple gave
each other out the corner of her eye. "What
was that look for?" she asked both of them.
Todd cleared his throat before speaking, "I
have this friend, Stan. He works for Allen Clay,
a lawyer. Stan was telling me about this client
who will inherit five million dollars if he gets
married."
Dana gives Todd a suspicious glance."So why
are you telling me this?"
"I thought since you want a baby so much, that
he would be the perfect man to suit your
needs."
"I don't want to get married," saying as she
picked up her wine and took a large gulp.
Todd took Dana's hands in his. "The client
doesn't want to be married either, nor does he
want kids. He is also willing to pay $500,000
dollars. The beauty of this is that with the
money you wouldn't have to sleep with him.
You could afford to get those fertility
treatments you looked into."
Pulling her hands out of Todd's she played
with the hem of her dress." I don't know. Who
is this man? What if he's some kind of weird
freak?"
Millie poured them all a glass of wine and sat
next to her husband. Sitting quietly as she
listened to Todd explain things to Dana.
"His name is Jake Rayburn. He's one of New
York's finest criminal lawyers and one of the
youngest. Thirty-two years old. I've been told
that women find him attractive, and hard to
resist," Todd stood, stretching his legs.
"So I would only have to be married in name
only?" Dana asked with a weary look on her
face.
Todd shook his head. "There are a lot of sick
people out there. This is the safest way for
you to go about getting pregnant. Let me get
my buddy to run it past the client, see what he
says."
Dana walked over to the window, looking down
at the people below. A tear fell from her eye
when a mother pushing a baby carriage
strolled by. "OK Todd, I guess it couldn't hurt
just to check it out."
Two days later:
Jake returned to the lawyer's office as
requested, "So what you got for me, Allen?"
The lawyer sat behind his desk. No sweat
appeared on his chubby face today. "There is
a woman who might be willing to help you out
with your situation. A twenty-four-year-old
woman, Dana Jones."
Jake grunted. "She must be pretty desperate if
she'll marry just for money. So how ugly is this
woman?"
"I understand she's quite lovely. But there is a
small catch."
Jake stood up and began pacing, his nostrils
flaring. "I knew it. She wants more money, how
much?"
"No. Miss Jones is not after more money."
Jake turned to the lawyer. "Well if it's not more
money, then what?" he asked, staring at the
man hunched behind the desk.
"Miss Jones wants a baby out of the deal."
"Have you lost your mind, Allen? I told you I
don't want kids, find someone else."
"Hear me out. The woman does not want a
husband or a father for the baby. She doesn't
want to have the baby's daddy in the picture.
Get the girl pregnant the first time then you'll
never have to see her again."
Jake thought about it for a moment, "OK. Set
up a meeting and I'll check her out. But what
kind of a woman wants a stranger to
impregnate her? she must be one cold-hearted
bitch not to want a child to have its father."


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EPISODE 04

Two days later a meeting was arranged
between Dana and Jake, to be held at the
lawyer's office of Allen Clay.
Dana was ten minutes late and Jake was
becoming impatient, tapping his fingers on the
arm of his chair.
Then Allen's secretary announced her arrival.
"Send Miss Jones in," Allen instructed.
Jake sat back and watched as a slender blond
walked in. She was indeed a looker, with a hot
little body, he thought to himself. Jake was
usually drawn to taller women, but there was
something about this woman that grabbed his
attention. Her eyes were blue, the color of the
deep blue sea, she had delicate features. Or
maybe it was her full luscious lips or the
shape of her neck, a neck he could see himself
kissing.
Allen went over to Dana and shook her hand.
"Miss Jones. So glad you could make it. I'm
Allen Clay and this is Jake Rayburn."
When Jake stood before Dana her heart did a
flip. He was much taller than her and she had
to look up, his hair was raven black, eyes a
dark shade of blue, skin a creamy bronze, he
was gorgeous. The mere presence of Jake
overpowered her, but as soon as he opened
his mouth she instantly disliked him. He spoke
with an air of arrogance as if he were better
than everyone else.
"You're ten minutes late Miss Jones. That's a
quality I find most distasteful in people. I hope
this isn't going to be a habit with you," Jake
said as he stared down at her.
Dana was fuming, she had just met the man
and already she couldn't stand him. Giving
Jake a look of contempt she snapped back.
"Excuse me Mr. Rayburn, but being ten
minutes late is not a big deal."
Jake hissed through clenched teeth." Some of
us are too busy and don't have time to waste,
don't be late again." he replied.
Allen cleared his throat to get both of their
attention. "Jake, Dana, please take a seat and
get to know one another."
When Dana sat she crossed her legs. Jake
rubbed his chin as he let his eyes move up,
taking in the shape and contour. Her dress,
being short he was able to see a great deal of
thigh.
Jake was the first to start, taking charge which
was his way. "Where do you work Miss
Jones?"
"I work at a flower shop; it's called Millie's
flowers."
"Do you own it?"
"No. It belongs to friends of mine, Millie, and
Todd."
Dana noticed that Jake rolled his eyes. "What's
the matter? Is that not good enough for you?"
"Well it could prove to be embarrassing to tell
people my wife is only a flower shop girl," he
said sarcastically.
"Who says I've agreed to be your wife?" she
snapped.
Jake ignored Dana's remark and asked her
another question.
"You're very pretty. Why don't you go to a bar
and pick someone up, sleep with him and get
pregnant that way? What's wrong with you?" He
looked her over, a smirk on his face. "I'm sure
you're not hard to get into bed. Or does the
thought of getting laid for 500,000 dollars turn
you on?"
Dana jumped out of her seat, her adrenaline
pumping, cheeks flushed. "You son of a bitch.
How dare you talk to me this way, like I'm
some kind of tramp."
Jake got up and loosened his tie, staring down
at Dana as he towered over her. "What would
you call someone who would marry just for
money and want him to give you a baby? What
kind of twisted gold digger are you?"
"You bastard," she replied and raising her hand
she slapped Jake hard across his face. Turning
she fled the room.
Allen was standing back watching the event
take place, shaking his head. "That did not go
well. I guess I'll keep looking."
Jake rubbed his cheek where Dana had
slapped him, the mark still visible. "No need
Allen, she's perfect. That's the woman I'm
going to marry," he says, with a grin.
"But Jake that woman clearly hates you."
"Yes. I know. Now all I have to do is get Miss
Jones to keep on hating me."
On the other side of town:
Dana went storming into the flower shop,
slamming the door behind her. Heading to the
back room and finding Millie sitting at her
computer went and sat next to her. Crossing
her arms she started cursing the man to whom
she had just slapped, her hand still hurting.
Millie looked up from the computer and raised
an eyebrow. "I take it things didn't go very
well."
"Oh, Millie. Jake Rayburn is the most
obnoxious man I have ever met. There is no
way I would marry a jerk like that, not even for
one year, much less sleep with him."
Millie decided to look the man up on her
computer. She gasped when she saw his
picture and pointed to the screen. "My God
Dana is this him?"
Dana looked over at the screen and nodded.
"Yes, that's the jerk."
Millie licked her lips. "Sweet mother he's
gorgeous. If I weren't married I'd totally do
him. Just think how beautiful your child would
be if he were the father."
Millie eyed the screen, staring at Jake's
picture. "It says here he is one of the youngest
criminal lawyers in New York City. And dates
only the most glamorous and wealthy women
in New York and abroad. Hobbies are boating,
shooting, mountain climbing, among other
things."
Dana scoffed. "I don't care. I can't stand the
man, he's insufferable. I could never get over
the fact that he's a jerk, much less sleep with
him.'
Millie gave Dana a wicked little smile. "You
don't have to like the man to sleep with him.
And wouldn't it be better that you can't stand
him? It would make it so much easier to walk
away when the year is up."
"Maybe you're right. I wouldn't have to spend
any time with him. And with the money, I'll be
getting I won't have to sleep with the man. I
will be able to afford the fertility treatments.
But I don't think he'll be calling me, not after I
slapped him."
Millie's eyes lit up. "You did? Why would you
do that?"
"He was being rude, said some hurtful things.
I'm telling you, he deserved it."



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EPISODE ,05

To Dana's complete surprise Allen Clay had
gotten in touch with her and asked if she
would agree to meet with Jake one more time.
She had serious doubts about meeting the
man, the last time he had more or less called
her a LovePeddler. But she was curious as to what
he had to say, so she agreed. It was arranged
that they would meet at a nearby restaurant in
the heart of the city.
She spotted him the moment she walked in, he
sat there, looking at the Rolex watch he wore
with a scowl on his tanned face. She snickered
to herself before reaching the table, she
deliberately kept him waiting twenty minutes.
As soon as she got to the table he stood and
waited for her to be seated, then sitting he
once again looked at his watch and frowned.
His expression told her he was not pleased,
though he never mentioned it.
"Dana, I'm glad you agreed to meet me. I took
the liberty of ordering you a glass of white
wine." Saying as he took his seat.
"I would have preferred red." She answered,
shrugging her shoulders. "What is it you want
Mr. Rayburn?"
Jake, raising his eyebrow had a feeling she
was toying with him. Trying to push his
buttons, but he refused to rise to the bait.
"Please, call me Jake. Look, I need a wife. I
want her to be you, for one year that is."
She blinked, trying to concentrate on what he
was saying. But it was hard, he kept smiling at
her, showing off his dimples. His aftershave
drifted towards her, a scent she found to be
intoxicating. And his smile, she couldn't take
her eyes off it. Then she was drawn from her
thoughts when she heard him call her name.
"Dana, is anything wrong?" he asked.
Lifting the glass of wine to her lips she took a
sip before speaking. "Why me? I'm sure you
could have any woman you want. One I'm sure
would love to be your wife, even if it is only for
a year."
He sat back and studied the woman before
him. Her eyes twinkled with a mysterious glint
as if she knew something he didn't. "That's
true. There are many women who would jump
at the chance to be my wife. The problem is
they would want to stay my wife. And believe
me, I don't want one."
"Why would I agree to marry you after the way
you talked to me the other day." She said,
giving him a look of contempt.
"Because I can give you what you want, a baby.
Just know I don't want anything to do with it,
or you afterward. You'll sign an agreement,
stating that I don't have to be responsible for it
once it's born and that you won't come back in
the future wanting anything from me."
"I assure you I won't. All I want is a child and
to be left alone." Her dislike for Jake grew the
more he talked.
"That's fine with me. So tell me, how is this
baby making going to play out? Will you be
warming my bed every night till you become
pregnant?" He made a point of licking his lips,
letting her know what he was thinking.
Dana's face turned a light shade of red, the
thought of her in bed with him was making her
sweat. She had a feeling that he knew how to
please a woman, in bed, that is. It had been so
long since a man had touched her, kissed her.
And this man had her forgetting her vow to
stay clear of the opposite sex, she wished he
wasn't so handsome.
"That won't be necessary after all," she replied.
"Jake's eyebrow lifted, he was slightly
confused, he thought her reason for marrying
him was to get pregnant. "I don't understand, I
thought you wanted a baby."
"I do. But with the money you'll be giving me
I'll be able to afford fertility treatments. All I
have to do is wait another year." Dana smiled
when she saw the look on his face and knew
he wasn't expecting the answer she gave him.
"That's too bad, I wouldn't mind doing you as
often as I could. I bet you're a real tiger in bed
and know how to make a man come." He
scanned her face, enjoying the look of shock
she displayed.
"You're a pig," she cursed him.
He chuckled out loud, she had a temper and a
foul mouth to boost. "So I take it you will
marry me then?"
"Yes," she replied.
The restaurant was starting to fill up, the
music is drowned out by the chatter of the
people, waiters busy hustling from table to
table. The smell of food making her stomach
growl, she hadn't eaten yet and was getting
hungry. He asked if she would like to order
dinner, which she declined, not wanting to
spend any more time with him than necessary.
"Ok then, I'll have the papers drawn up for us
to sign. I guess the next step is to get
married, the sooner the better. How do you
want to do this? Do you want some kind of
wedding" Or shall we go to the courthouse?"
He asked her.
Rolling her eyes she scoffed at the idea of a
wedding, what a joke she thought. "No I don't
want a wedding, that's ridiculous. The
courthouse is fine, just let me know when and
where and I'll meet you there."
Looking at Dana he noticed how her bottom lip
was trembling, how her fingers played with the
napkin on the table. "The year will fly by
quickly. We won't be living together and never
have to see one another after we marry."
The thought of getting married weighed heavily
on her heart. Once she had dreamed of getting
married, having a family. But those dreams
had been squashed years ago, she would never
allow anyone to ever hurt her again.
When she remained quiet Jake asked her once
again if she would like to have dinner.
"No. I really must be going, it's getting late."
She replied.
He rose, laying some money on the table he
pulled her chair out. "How are you getting
home?" He asked.
"The same way I got here, the bus." She said
coldly.
"I'll give you a ride home." He said as he took
a hold of her arm.
Pulling her arm out of his grip she snapped at
him. "I don't need a ride from you. I got here
on my own, I can get home without your help."
He took one look at her short dress and shook
his head, and grabbing her arms headed out
the door. "I'm driving you, there's no way I'm
letting you get on a bus at this time of night,
not dressed like that."
Jake opened the door to his silver BMW and
she climbed in, the seats were so posh and
soft, it had that new car smell. In it, he had all
the toys that men seem to relish, cd player,
surround system. Heated seats and a camera
that displayed the rear, in case anything was
behind them, a top of the line GP.
Neither spoke till they reached her place. "You
live here? it doesn't look like a very safe
neighborhood." Jake exclaimed.
"Are you afraid someone might hurt your
precious car?" She said sarcastically.
Not answering he went around to her side and
opened the door. Stepping out she informed
him he did not have to walk her to the door.
"I will see you safely inside first." He told her.
Once she unlocked the door he said goodnight,
turned and walked back to his car.



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