Sparked

Two pink lines on a stick. Not the ideal way to end a work conference. Neither is what happens when I break the news to the guy I spent the night of my life with: our email chain goes silent.

The worst part? I should have known better. I've been here before, and have a perpetually pissed-off fifteen-year-old son to prove it.

Then I collide with a man on the sidewalk. He's gracious enough, but when he turns around and those achingly familiar ice-blue eyes meet mine, my stomach hits the pavement.

Sam is as handsome as I remember. But the smile that sparked everything that night is nowhere to be seen as he takes in the ten-month-old in my stroller—and sees his own eyes staring back at him.

While at first his feelings about being a dad are complicated, soon Sam's everywhere—changing diapers, making dinner, and looking at me in a way that makes me think it's not just me who can't stop thinking about that night we made this baby.

And when I learn the real reason Sam disappeared, the electric fence I rigged around my heart starts to short out.

But when I finally get that Sam's all in, suddenly I'm the one running scared. Because if I choose wrong again, my heart's not the only one that'll go up in flames.

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Hljóðbók: 18 maj 2027