Baseball god Sevin Smith is no longer just the noisy bachelor living above me. Now heās the MVP client I have to protect from a paternity scandal, and Iām not thrilled that my boss has me on the case. Thatās fine. I can pretend and work with a man whoās become my enemy. But what I canāt pretend is not to be attracted to himāto not be falling for his sexy laugh and easy smile. And I definitely canāt pretend Iām not falling for the spunky eight-year-old kid that may or may not be his. Yes, I admit it: becoming enemies with your neighborāthe sexy sports starāis never a good idea. But falling in love with him might be the worst idea of allā¦