Page 101 of Surprise! I'm the Mom of the Doctor's Twins

More flashes. A hotel room. The scent of expensive cologne and regret. Heat. Skin. A desperate, mutual need to feel something—anything—other than the crushing weight of our own grief.

I looked at Sebastian, my face burning. We had…

Oh, my God.

The hotel. The sex. The awkward, silent car ride home. And then…

The screech of tires. The shattering of glass. The impact.

Darkness.

A car accident.

“How long?” My voice was a terrified whisper. “How long was I out? What’s the date?”

“Today is March 3rd,” the doctor said gently. “You’ve been in a coma for two months.”

Two months.

I’d gotten into a car, had my life shattered, and lost two months of it.

And I’d woken up pregnant.

By Sebastian Turner. The grieving, millionaire widower I barely knew.

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