He was my dad's best friend—and my first crush.
Falling for him was bad. Flirting with him and trying to get in his pants the night of my 21st birthday party was definitely worse.
But can you blame me? I hadn't seen the guy in years and he comes back looking hotter than ever.
Our fling shouldn't have even begun but now that it has, I don't want it to stop. I'm crazy for this guy—and he's obsessed with me.
Too bad my father will kill him if he finds out.
So we can't tell him. We just have to keep it secret. Right?
That might have worked... until he got me pregnant.
How can we keep what we've done a secret?
And what if he doesn't want us to?