Of piggybacking your niece and playing cards with the assholes you call friends. That the true moments that count are full of the warm skin of the woman you love and rays of sunshine hitting your face first thing in the morning. That there is so much more to life than trauma, bloodshed, and disappointed. But I’m also going to make sure to tell him what no one told me. I’m not going to sugarcoat it when he asks me what I do for a living. He is going to hear the unabashed truth from me. When our son is born, I am going to give him the chance to be someone I’d never been offered to be-someone who chooses his own identity. I don’t want him to wake up wondering if he is going to make it to see another day. I don’t want him to have to check if anyone has attached an explosive device to the bottom of his car before he goes for a drive. I don’t want him to worry about his wife, about his children, about their protection. One I couldn’t escape-Boston’s underground king. Troy Brennan has given me everything my sperm donor never could. To make sure he doesn’t follow my footsteps. One day, not too long from now, he is going to be here and it’ll be my job to do the unbelievable. Your stomach is swollen, and our son is kicking up a storm in there. As I write these words, you are lying beside me, your breathing labored, your chest moving up and down. Only a few hours is all it takes to make me want to abandon the world, run back home and lock myself up with you. I will remain immune to Hunter Fitzpatrick’s charm.Įven at the cost of losing everything I have.Įven at the cost of burning down his kingdom.ĭear Nix, By the time you wake up, I’ll be gone. It’s not like I’m in danger of falling in love with the appallingly gorgeous, charismatic gazillionaire who happens to be one of Boston’s most eligible bachelors. I needed the public endorsement Hunter needed a nanny.īesides, what’s six months in the grand scheme of things? Little does she know, that’s not the only pipe I’ll be laying…īut the deal was too sweet to walk away from. The virginal archer is supposed to babysit my ass while I learn to take my place in Royal Pipelines, my family’s oil company. Now my ball-busting father is sentencing me to six months of celibacy, sobriety, and morbid boredom under the roof of Boston’s nerdiest girl alive, Sailor Brennan. Like Stonehenge, Police Academy 2, and morning glory clouds. It was just one of those unexplainable things. I didn’t mean to star in a sex tape, okay?
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