Southern Gentleman (Bo Sinclair X Reader)
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After losing everything-her parents, her boyfriend, and the future she thought she wanted-(Y/N) is just trying to make it through her last semester of college before her baby arrives. When her best friend Carly convinces her to join a road trip to a football game, it's supposed to be one last chance at normalcy before motherhood changes everything.
But the detour to the quiet, forgotten town of Ambrose changes more than she ever expected.
A broken-down car leads the group to a decaying gas station run by Bo Sinclair-a man with sharp eyes, grease-stained hands, and a calm drawl that hides something darker. From the moment Bo notices her, something unspoken hums between them: curiosity, danger, and a flicker of recognition neither of them can explain.
As secrets beneath Ambrose's waxy perfection begin to surface, (Y/N) finds herself caught between survival and an unsettling connection with the man who might destroy her-or save her.
A story of loss, longing, and the strange beauty that can grow in the darkest places.
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