Two Pink Lines by Chloe Walsh
Waking up in a stranger’s bed the morning after my company’s annual NYE office party was not how I planned to start the new year.
Sneaking out of his hotel room at the crack of dawn, I put my uncharacteristic one-night-stand down to the free bar and vowed to never think of it again.
It was one night; one drunken, sex-fueled encounter with a tall, dark, and handsome stranger that I could barely remember, so no need to freak out, right?
When Aunt Flo decided to skip her monthly visit, I quickly learned that my night of drunken debauchery came with consequences.
Two pink lines!
As if things couldn’t get any worse, it turns out that my baby-daddy is Tate Centineo.
The son of my boss!
Did I forget to mention that part?
Yeah, maybe because I didn’t freaking know!
Yeah, I’m totally screwed.
** Warning ***
Because of its explicit sexual content, mature themes, triggers, violence, and bad language, Two Pink Lines is suitable for mature readers of seventeen years and above.