I went to Vegas for my best friend’s bachelorette weekend. I came home with her brother’s baby growing inside me.
Antonio Da Rocha is everything I don’t trust: too charming, too smooth, and way too good at reading me like one of his code algorithms. We’ve known each other for years.
We’ve shared Sunday dinners and mutual avoidance. But one night in Vegas changed everything. Now I’m pregnant by a man who doesn’t do relationships—but suddenly wants me.
He’s offering lemon water, warm towels, and Portuguese pet names I pretend not to love. I’m offering boundaries. He’s ignoring them. I’ve spent my whole life protecting my heart.
He wants to make it his home. This was never supposed to be love. But now I’m wondering if a plot twist is coming for me next.
