When I first met Paul Stalone, those soft ocean blue eyes, slate-flat abs…oh my…I was certain of one thing: he owned me at first sight.
Gone was the last bit of cloth covering my womanhood, my virginity, and then… the [email protected] left for a Navy Seal duty without knowing that he had made me pregnant.
Now, years later, when I moved into a new neighborhood with his son, the last thing I could have expected was...Paul?! Living with another son of his from a previous marriage.
No. Not a chance.
But those abs…
Maybe just give him one more chance?