My Broken Baby Daddy
Niki Shaw
Standing at my brother's funeral, I couldn’t help but stare at Austin in his dress uniform.
When they left for SEAL training ten years ago he was a lanky kid with pimples.
Now look at him… breathtaking.
My heart starts beating faster as he moves closer in the reception line.
We hugged like we were holding onto each other for dear life.
The heat from his body and the smell of his cologne stirred something inside me that broke through the grief.
My God, how can I be feeling such a thing at a time like this?
Austin made a promise to my brother to take care of his family, but I don’t think my body is what he had in mind.
Who knew our shared pain and passion would turn into two pink lines…
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