What’s a little sex between friends?
Sophie Fordham never thought much about motherhood until her body forced her to. With the onset of early menopause, she knows if she wants to have a baby, it’s now or never. So what’s a single, financially-strapped girl to do? Go with what you know, of course.
Fox Monkhouse has been Sophie’s gorgeous best friend since preschool. This sun-kissed surfer boy has no shortage of ladies, but she’s hoping he’ll put that aside to help her out. As there’s never been anything romantic between the two, things get awkward when she asks him to put a bun in her oven—especially since it has to be done the old-fashioned, no-pants dance way.
When Fox agrees to do the deed, Sophie is overjoyed. But she soon realizes that this chance at a baby could cost her everything. Keeping sex and emotions separate is clearly not in her wheelhouse especially when her best friend is involved. If their relationship can’t evolve into something new, their unusual arrangement could destroy the friendship of a lifetime.
“Nurse Foxy, I don’t have a lot of time, and there are some medical options involved which are not really financially viable.” I blow past his incredulousness so I don’t lose steam and chicken out. “So, I’m looking to have a baby while I have a reasonable window. Of course, I insist you to take a day or three to think about this, but… I want you to be the father.”
He should have seen this coming before now, but the statuesque reaction—the ultimate deer in headlights—makes it clear that hints have gone straight over his head. He doesn’t move or breathe for long enough that I wonder if he’s been spontaneously paralyzed. I stand, walk over, and wave a hand in front of his face. Thankfully, he blinks.
“Do… um.” He stops and starts. “Me?”
I feel my cheeks heat. “Yes.”
I slump over with an exasperated sigh. “Honestly?”
“No, please lie.”
“Now you see the reason for my question,” he snarks as life finally creeps back into his posture.
I feel so much more exposed, regardless of the details I’m about to explain. “Well, because you’re my best guy friend. You’re good looking, smart—”
“Uhh… I’m hot.” He leans forward to somehow emphasize his point. Well, he isn’t wearing a shirt, so…
“You’re a dick.”
I love that the supposed insult doesn’t slow him down. “Fine,” I concede, “you’re hot.”
“Thank you.” He looks satisfied, so of course I roll my eyes. “I’ll ignore that.”
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