Calle Stevens wasnât what one would call a risk-taker.
She was steady. She was even. She was . . .
Pregnant.
Oh God. How was she pregnant? Well, she knew the how part, but that wasnât the point. Mistakes happened, condoms failed, birth control pills didnât work, and . . . she was pregnant by a man whoâd broken up with her via text and then readily offered to sign away his parental rights when sheâd told him she was keeping the baby.
Her life was ruined.
Sheâd just been hired as an assistant coach for the professional hockey team, the San Francisco Gold. She didnât have any family in the area, didnât have a partner. How was she going to have a baby?
But then Cooper.
A star player for the team, heâd found out about the baby and had insisted on coming with her to her first appointment, then had held her hair back when sheâd spent the majority of her time christening the porcelain goddess before coming to the second, and then the third, and the fourth andâ
In fact, as much as she tried to push him away, he refused to keep his distance. And then when she was having a particularly weak moment, feeling fat and gross and completely unappealing, he held her like she was precious and . . . he kissed her.
Then didnât stop.
Calle didnât know what was scarier, the kiss or that she didnât want him to stop either.
Calle Stevens wasnât what one would call a risk-taker.
She was steady. She was even. She was . . .
Pregnant.
Oh God. How was she pregnant? Well, she knew the how part, but that wasnât the point. Mistakes happened, condoms failed, birth control pills didnât work, and . . . she was pregnant by a man whoâd broken up with her via text and then readily offered to sign away his parental rights when sheâd told him she was keeping the baby.
Her life was ruined.
Sheâd just been hired as an assistant coach for the professional hockey team, the San Francisco Gold. She didnât have any family in the area, didnât have a partner. How was she going to have a baby?
But then Cooper.
A star player for the team, heâd found out about the baby and had insisted on coming with her to her first appointment, then had held her hair back when sheâd spent the majority of her time christening the porcelain goddess before coming to the second, and then the third, and the fourth andâ
In fact, as much as she tried to push him away, he refused to keep his distance. And then when she was having a particularly weak moment, feeling fat and gross and completely unappealing, he held her like she was precious and . . . he kissed her.
Then didnât stop.
Calle didnât know what was scarier, the kiss or that she didnât want him to stop either.