My Last First Kiss — Weston Parker

She was my first kiss. And I'm thinking she'll be my last. It's been years since I saw her, and now she's all grown up. Stunning. Independent. Mine. I can't help myself but to take her at any cost. I never wanted to return back home, but my mother's dying. My daughter needs some time with her. The one thing I left behind when I ran from my past was Rein. I was an idiot for f*cking things up with such a perfect woman. And she's haunted me since. I see her in every face across the candlelit dinners, moan her name when I f*ck someone else, dream about her night after night. Now I'm going after my second chance. Especially since she's carrying my baby. One night. One chance. One last kiss. Every good girl deserves a bad boy. ~Weston