A Few Broken Strings by Stella Lynn

A Few Broken Strings by Stella Lynn

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**This is a Preview** WIP only on Patreon 🎸Unrequited 🎸Rockstar Romance 🎸Other Women Drama 🎸Surprise Pregnancy 🎸Small Town Romance Bethany After a lifetime of letting things happen to her, Bethany finally decided to take things into her own hands and get what she wanted. What she didn't anticipate was the two little lines and the new little life that's on its way as a result of those choices. Now she has the opportunity to create the family she always wished she had.If only the father wanted the same. Nick No strings attached had always been his philosophy. There was only ever one girl who held his interest, and she disappeared years ago. But when a night of fun with his old buddy's younger sister creates an unbreakable string, he starts to reevaluate his priorities. Does he want to remain in their lives? Or does he want to cut ties and keep things the way they've always been?
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