Are some mistakes destined to be repeated? I can't help thinking it as I look at him now—feeling that surge of desire inside of me and that eerie connection that I can't explain, just like I did ten years ago. The West Point graduate I foolishly hooked up with one night in New York City has transformed into a hardened warrior—an Army Ranger and twice the panty-melting heartthrob he was back then.
My best friend, the bride-to-be at this wedding I'm attending in paradise, doesn't believe it's him. He's too good of a guy, she says. Too good to be the man who gave me a fake name and fake phone number that Morning After—which I didn't discover until I tried to track him down a few months later.
But I know it's him. How could I not? I've looked into his eyes every day since my daughter was born.
Our daughter.
And I won't let this twist of fate that brought him back to me disrupt the life I share with her. I can't—not when I know he'll only shatter her hopes just like he did mine. I will protect my child at all costs.
But who will protect me?
Contains mature themes.
