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After witnessing his younger brother’s death in a tragic accident, Jonathan Nelson desperately tries losing himself on the gridiron. No matter how hard he tries keeping his head above water, he’s drowning in a sea of grief. Compounding his inability to get his head on straight is Presley—the girl who had a complicated relationship with his brother, Jake, and who is pregnant with his child. At first, Jonathan only harbors resentment and animosity to Presley when she moves in with his parents. But the more the two are thrown together, the more his feelings for her begin to change, and the more confusing Jake’s loss becomes.
Presley Patterson never imagined finding out she was pregnant just a month before graduating high school. She also never fathomed losing the baby’s father to a tragic accident. Needing support for her and her unborn child, she seeks solace by moving in with Jake’s parents. She isn’t too surprised to find an adversary in Jonathan, but she isn’t about to let him ruin the first stability she’s ever experienced. Surprisingly, the animosity towards Jonathan begins to fade and is replaced by more amorous feelings. Taking a chance on Jonathan means risking the perfect world she’s built for herself and her daughter.
Can the two move on from the specter of Jake in order to find a future together, or will their wounded hearts remain unhealed?
As I stared out the window at the sky full of twinkling stars, Evie began to stir. I whirled around and hustled over to her bassinet. Yawning, she stretched her legs and waved her fists.
Just as I was debating picking her up, a nurse I’d never seen before came in to check on mom and baby. She smiled at me. In a low voice, she questioned, “Hey Dad, would you like to do some skin on skin while Mom gets some rest?”
“Um, I’m not—” Shit. I guess it was only natural for her to make the assumption I was Evie’s father since I was in the room in the middle of the night. But did I really want to break out the, “No, I’m her uncle because her dad got blown up eight months ago.”
Yeah, that would be enough to get the tongues wagging in the nurses’ station. After sneaking a glance to check if Presley was still asleep, I replied, “Sure.”
“Great. Just go ahead and take your shirt off.”
My mouth dropped open. “You want me to what?”
She found my ignorance amusing because she had to covered her mouth for a moment. When she recovered, she said, “Skin to skin is a way for you and your baby to get to know each other.”
Well she’s not exactly my baby. “Um, okay.”
“It also has important health benefits. I’m sure you noticed your girlfriend doing it right after the baby was born.”
Fucking hell. I once again peeked at Presley to see if she was still asleep and not hearing this craziness. Thankfully, she was. “Let’s do this,” I said. Reaching behind me, I grabbed the neck of my shirt and jerked it over my head. After tossing it onto the back of the chair, I turned to the nurse who was working on unwrapping Evie from her burrito looking wrap thing.
Once she transferred her to me, I eased back down in the chair. Evie snuggled her little head into the crook of my neck while her heart pressed against my pec. As the nurse draped a blanket over me, she asked, “Comfortable?”
“I’m fucking amazing,” I murmured. When I realized what I’d said, I jerked my gaze from Evie to the nurse. “Sorry about that.”
She smiled. “You’re just being honest. I’ll be back to check on you guys soon.”
Once the nurse left, I laid my head back against the chair. Something about having Evie in my arms sent peace through me, and I started to drift off. At the sound of a snuffle, I popped my eyes open. I glanced down to see Evie craning her tiny neck where she could peer up at me. “Oh hey, you’re awake.”
She continued curiously eye-balling me while moving her mouth. “Man, I hope you’re not hungry because I don’t have the goods to take care of that for you.” I glanced up to look at Presley who was still sleeping soundly. “Maybe you can hold off and let your mom snooze just a little while longer. She’s had a pretty rough day.”
As a reel of Presley’s labor flashbacks assaulted my mind, I shuddered. “I think it’s safe to say we all have. I mean, you took a pretty big trip today out of your mom.” Fucking hell. Had I actually just said that? “I mean, God, you’d never want to make that trip in reverse. I still can’t believe you came out . . . well, you came down through your mom’s . . . Holy fucking shit. What was I going to say? Vagina? Pussy? To a new baby?
I cleared my throat. What the hell was I doing? I’m going to screw up this baby’s head. It’s bad enough that I’m the one stepping in as her . . . as her dad. Fuck.
“Anyway, I think now is a good time to set the record straight that I’m not your dad. I’m your uncle Jonathan.” Tilting my head at her, I asked, “Can you say Jonathan?”
When she poked her tongue out at me, I snorted. “I get it. You’re just a few hours old and haven’t mastered the art of talking yet. If you’re anything like your dad, once you start talking, you’re never going to shut up.” At the memory of Jake’s talkative antics, I smiled. Gazing down at Evie, I said, “Speaking of your dad, I want you to know that just because he isn’t here, it isn’t because he’s some deadbeat douche.” I winced. “Sorry. I shouldn’t say douche in front of you.”
Evie’s brows raised as if she comprehended my blunder. “Anyway, your dad would be here if he could, but he can’t because he’s…” I didn’t begin to know how to explain death to her. I wanted to say it was a cruel bitch who snatched those you love away from you. It was a thief who stole happiness and a murderer who killed the perfect world you once inhabited.
About the Author
Katie Ashley is a New York Times, USA Today, and Amazon Best-Selling author of both Indie and Traditionally published books. She lives outside of Atlanta, Georgia with her daughter, Olivia, and her spoiled mutt, Duke. She has a slight obsession with Pinterest, The Golden Girls, Shakespeare, Harry Potter, Star Wars, and Scooby-Doo.
With a BA in English, a BS in Secondary English Education, and a Masters in Adolescent English Education, she spent eleven years teaching both middle and high school English, as well as a few adjunct college English classes. As of January 2013, she hung up her red pen and expo markers to become a full-time writer. Each and every day she counts her blessings to be able to do her dream job.
Although her roots are firmly planted in the red Georgia clay, she loves traveling the country and world to meet readers and hang out with fellow authors. When she’s not writing or chasing down her toddler, you might find her watching reruns of The Golden Girls, reading historical biographies, along with romance novels, or spending way too much time on Facebook.
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