somewhatnaive

My Accidental Plus-One (Book 1) Rhys Sterling X Fredrick Ainsworth 
Rhys Sterling’s world shatters when he discovers he’s pregnant—despite being a man. Seeking comfort from his longtime boyfriend, Fredrick Ainsworth, he’s met with cruel rejection instead. Heartbroken but determined, Rhys rebuilds his life with the support of his friends, preparing for fatherhood alone. But when Fredrick realizes his mistake, he fights to win Rhys back. Just as trust begins to mend, tragedy strikes, forcing them to confront love, loss, and what it truly means to be a family.

The Ultimate Morning After (Book 2) Fallon Ainsworth X Kai Walker
Kai and Fallon's passionate encounter leads to unexpected consequences—Fallon's pregnancy. Left to raise their child alone after Kai’s sudden disappearance, Fallon embraces fatherhood despite the heartbreak. Years later, fate brings them back together, forcing them to confront past wounds and unresolved feelings. As old sparks reignite, will they find a way to heal and rebuild the family they never had?


Midnight Miracle (Book 3) Rory Ainsworth X Atticus Vance
Rory has loved Atticus for years, but he belongs to someone else—until one night changes everything. When he discovers he's pregnant, he keeps it a secret, unwilling to trap him in a life built on guilt. But when the truth comes out, Atticus is torn between duty and love, realizing Rory has always been more than a friend. As heartbreak and secrets threaten to pull them apart, will they find their way back to each other, or is love sometimes just not enough? 

Gignere: Dream Baby

Chapter Four: The Fragile Edges of Bliss 


"Shit, babe, this lace panty is going to be the death of me. You're so damn sexy." Kai's voice was thick with desire, his words a raw, unfiltered expression of his arousal. This asshole was really horny. He couldn't even wait. He'd dragged me into the restroom, a hasty retreat from the wedding reception, just to check out my underwear, a private moment turned into a spectacle of lust. Now he was under my gown, staring at my panties, his gaze intense. But apparently, when he said "look," he meant something else entirely. His tongue was already tracing over my crotch, right through the flimsy fabric, a hot, insistent pressure. My body twitched, heat rushing through me, a wave of involuntary response. Damn it. Now I was just as turned on as he was, my resolve crumbling under his touch. 
