How I Met Mr. BadBoy

How I Met Mr. BadBoy

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How we met is a funny story, I wasn't looking for love, and I'm almost certain he wasn't either. I was looking for Hunter, the man who impregnated me years ago; the man I haven't seen since finding out I was pregnant. I was bound and determined to find Hunter, to tell him that he had fathered a child. ......And then I met HIM.. You see back then I was the quiet one, the one that liked to spend her Friday nights curled up with a good book, a cup of hot cocoa, and her child. Back then he was the loud one, the one that liked to spend his Friday nights at a party, scoring girls left and right, he was the one that stood out in a crowd. I was kind of a loner; he WAS the bad boy. I'm Ashlyn Marks and this is my story. This is the story of how I set off to find the father of my child, but instead found so much more - I found love. This is the story of how I met Mr. BadBoy.
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"Dad, there are a few things that a teenage girl is supposed to hide from her parents. It's a rule. Read the rule book." I told him seriously. "Okay... So, does this friend of yours have a name?" He asked. "Daddy!" I exclaimed. "A father is supposed to know the name and addresses of all the boys his daughter ever thinks about. It's a rule. Read the rule book, missy!" He shot back. "But you're not supposed to know about the older, bad boys your daughter thinks about." I smirked at him, crossing my arms. I mean, he is older than me... Well played, Liv! "It's Hunter Kingston, isn't it?" Dad asked with a deadpan look. My smirk dropped much like my hands that dropped down like noodles by my side. "Yes." I answered sheepishly. "He's the only older, bad boy you can talk to." Dad chuckled. ❣💕❣💕❣💕❣ Do you remember who your childhood friends were? Probably. Probably not. Well, Olivia does. They were a close-knit group of four. Then they were a group of three. Then two. And finally, the group no longer existed... Olivia, Ryan, Kaylee and Hunter were the closest of friends till the end of middle school. But like always, high school changed everything. But what happens when Olivia decides to act upon her crush on her ex-best friend, Ryan? Will it reveal the secrets of the past or will it just lead to more trouble and distance between these four? Read on to find out...

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