My Bad

Hoax knows two things very well. One, he's not relationship material. Two, the nurse that treats him for erectile dysfunction is the most beautiful thing he's ever seen, and practically has "the marrying type" stamped on her forehead.

Does that stop him from wanting her? No.

Unfortunately, he learned a long time ago that Army Delta Force and long-lasting relationships don't go hand in hand. But beautiful hazel eyes, curly blonde hair, and the prettiest lips he's ever seen play havoc with his resolve, making him forget his earlier convictions.

All it takes is one teeny, tiny kiss for every shred of control he has to disappear, along with the problem in his pants. Soon he finds himself doing things that he knows that he shouldn't. He doesn't know that he's found the woman that's meant to be his. Nor does he realize that her father is the man he's idolized from the moment he joined the army at the age of eighteen. Because, maybe if he had, he would've tried a little harder to ignore the pull he felt between them instead of making her his the night before he deployed for six months.

He also might've tried a little harder not to knock her up.

Contains mature themes.

© 2019 Tantor Media (Hljóðbók): 9781977347640

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Hljóðbók: 9 juli 2019