I loved my hometown in the fall. The summer guests were drifting home and the sleepy town I ran fast and far from decades ago became the home I remembered. The home I loved. I let it get to me. I let myself get sucked in. I wasn’t the town’s son anymore. I was nobody.
Or so I thought. That random woman I met online? I didn’t think she knew who I was. She pretended she didn’t. But after one night, she was trying to trap me into a lifetime together. Ha! She couldn’t trick me. I wasn’t falling for it. Or her.
Finally. I finally got things settled at work. I was good for nine months. Time to hang on and make a new plan. I deserved a night out. A quick fling with a rare stranger in my small town.
Not one line.
Shit. I was supposed to spend those nine months growing my business, not growing a person. Now I need to tell that stranger about the baby. If I can find him.
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Excerpt from His Curvy Craving
I wasn’t sure what I was really doing, but I was sick of waiting for my life to start. I’d spent so many years building my business. I convinced myself I would have time for a relationship and kids and all those things I wanted after the business was secure, but seeing my brother and my best friend fall in love made me realize I had to live my life now if I was going to actually enjoy it.
Which was exactly why I unlocked the door to my store with his hands cupping my breasts. His erection throbbed against me from behind. I was done waiting. It was one night with a man I’d never see again, but I was going to enjoy every damn minute of it.
“Let me see you,” he growled against my ear.
I reached for the light in the back. Customers couldn’t see us around all the shelves, and even if they saw a light on, it wasn’t likely anyone would knock. It clearly said my store was closed.
He turned me in his arms and sealed his lips over mine the instant I was facing him once again. He lifted my leg, the thought of it nearly making me chuckle as I imagined marking him as my territory. I didn’t even know his name. He was the furthest thing from mine as a guy could be. But he was exactly what I wanted in that moment. What I needed.