My ex hated my curves.
But his silver fox dad? He loved every inch of them. All. Night. Long.
I went on vacation to forget my toxic breakup.
And I ended up in the bed of a ridiculously hot older man.
Dominant. Sinful. And insanely good with those experienced, surgeon’s hands.
It was one wild, nameless night…
Then sunrise hit… and so did the shocking truth:
I’d just slept with my ex’s father.
Yeah… so I ran.
Fast forward to me, pregnant with twins, standing in his ER, mid-contraction.
“Ella?” he says, eyes wide.
Oh, Doctor. If you think you’re shocked now, wait until you see your babies.
