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If I someone had told me back before this all happened that I’d have a baby with Chase Collins, I would have probably laughed. Back then, Chase and I kind of hated each other. He was the jerk, the player, the guy that didn’t sleep with girls like me. I was the saint, the goody-two-shoes, the humanitarian who hated guys like Chase. I was too pure for him and he was too… tainted to for me.
And now here I am about to have his baby, our baby.
And years from now, our baby is going to want to know our story and let me just tell you this, now: It’s not like the movies.