Just Hold Me

Just Hold Me

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I walked on stage, wiping my sweaty palms down the front of my dress. Thank god I wore flats or else my clumsy ass would've tripped. "Eve Taylor?" My throat felt dry. I quickly gulped and wiped my hands one more time. "Yea- Yes that's me." "Perfect. Now who is this, and why did you choose them to use for your work?" I looked at my painting. Just taking it in another time. I looked down at my feet and smiled, knowing there was too much to say about the blue eyed boy on my canvas. I kept it short, answering the lady's question to give her all the information she needed about him. "This is the man who saved my life. This is Lucas Adler, my best friend and-" Was I really going to say it out loud? It's not like he's here to even hear me or anything but I've never said that to anyone. "-And the love of my life."
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Keeping my baby a secret from my brother's best friend felt right. Until I got knocked up again. My brother warned me to stay away from his arrogant best friend. I should've listened because the jerk ghosted me and left me pregnant. Never to cross his path again, I kept my daughter a secret. Fate had other plans when he pops back up in my life. Lucas Wilson, dominant, bossy and hotter-than-hell. I won't cave into his luscious lips, insanely hot body with rock-hard abs. But the butterflies stirring in my stomach under his intense gaze tell me otherwise. One explosive bed-rocking night and I'm a hot mess. Then he sees my little girl has his deep blue eyes and sweet dimples. Cue, major hyperventilation. My senses tell me to run, but uh, oh...I'm pregnant, again!

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