We’d been friends nearly our entire lives.
Only friends… at least on the outside. I always cared for Devon more than I should, wanted things with him that didn’t happen between “just friends.”
Until one night of drinking changed that.
I ended up in Devon’s bed after one too many drinks. I wished I could say I didn’t remember what we did and feign ignorance.
But I knew.
I remembered every passionate, heated moment. I remembered the way he touched me, the things he said to me in pleasure.
Things were different between us now, weird, and so I stayed away, not wanting to make things worse.
But it seemed fate had other plans for me… for us.
I had a one-night stand with my best friend, and I had a secret that resulted from that encounter.
I was pregnant with his baby.
Jenika Snow, a USA Today bestselling author, lives in the northeast with her husband and their two daughters. She prefers gloomy days, eats the topping off of her pizza first, and prefers to wear socks year round.