He’s Jaxon Dexter—the rival…and my baby daddy.
I made a big mistake. In my defense, I had just caught my boyfriend cheating on me, and I’d had a few too many shots of tequila on an empty stomach.
But when I try to refill my birth control three months later, I realize just how badly I’ve messed up.
I’m pregnant.
And the father? He’s that guy from the bar: the new pitcher for the Atlanta Braves, the one that’s supposed to replace my ex.
My ex isn’t going down without a fight, even if that means dragging me and Jaxon into his mess.
But one thing to know about Jaxton Dexter…you don’t touch what belongs to him. And whether I like it or not, I’m his.
