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It's always been you, babe. A Slow Burn, Surprise Pregnancy, Second Chance, Rock Star, Standalone Romance from S.L. Scott, a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author.
The hottest rock star in the world walking into my work wasn't on my bingo card. Speak of the devil . . .
My soon-to-be ex-husband.
Shane Faris is taller than I remember. Scruffier. More attractive than ever and sporting a sinful smirk that tells me he hears "Yes" too much. Figures.
He offers me the divorce I want, but on one condition . . .
A weekend together, for old times' sake.
He's partied his way through time zones, collecting ink on his skin to commemorate events I wasn't a part of. While I struggled to earn my degrees, Shane chased fame and made memories without me.
It's time to move on.
So why does his presence cause my heart to kick up a beat and my cheeks to blush when he sends me a wink? I can't resist him. And he is my husband, after all, if only for a few more days.
When that weekend becomes two lines on a pregnancy test, we must decide whether this is a second chance worth taking together.
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It's always been you, babe. A Slow Burn, Surprise Pregnancy, Second Chance, Rock Star, Standalone Romance from S.L. Scott, a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author.
The hottest rock star in the world walking into my work wasn't on my bingo card. Speak of the devil . . .
My soon-to-be ex-husband.
Shane Faris is taller than I remember. Scruffier. More attractive than ever and sporting a sinful smirk that tells me he hears "Yes" too much. Figures.
He offers me the divorce I want, but on one condition . . .
A weekend together, for old times' sake.
He's partied his way through time zones, collecting ink on his skin to commemorate events I wasn't a part of. While I struggled to earn my degrees, Shane chased fame and made memories without me.
It's time to move on.
So why does his presence cause my heart to kick up a beat and my cheeks to blush when he sends me a wink? I can't resist him. And he is my husband, after all, if only for a few more days.
When that weekend becomes two lines on a pregnancy test, we must decide whether this is a second chance worth taking together.