Forever Flirting
Bounce and blow, flyboy…
Alex ‘Maestro’ Wilcox was a player, and he knew it. Commitment was a four-letter word and he preferred a ‘touch and go’ when making contact, sticking to the three principles.
- Kiss the ladies...
- Tell them you’ll call…
- Move on!
… Until he kissed Everly – and she ran. That shouldn’t have bothered him and should have made things easy… right? Then why was he still thinking about her?
Deadstick landing in process, caution on approach…
Everly Briscoe shouldn’t have been there that evening. She shouldn’t have given the handsome man in uniform a second glance… but life was full of moments that were better off avoided. She knew better, knew he was trouble, but when he kissed her and then promised to call?
She got scared – and bolted.
Now, years later, in her hometown of Yonder, she was the small town’s only pediatrician and relatively happy… until her past strolled into her office carrying a toddler on his hip, asking her out for coffee.
What in the world was going on?
… And whose child was that?
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