Forbidden Daddy
Kelly Myers
Copyright © 2020 by Kelly Myers
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Contents
Blurb
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Epilogue
Excerpt: Yes Daddy
Invitation to join Kelly’s Newsletter
Blurb
Mr. McHottie lives right next door.
He’s older, and I’m just a college student.
Add some icing on the cake.
He’s my landlord.
An unexpected twist of fate throws us together.
I’m just trying to make it through the final weeks of college before heading off to med school.
It takes one misunderstanding to ruin everything.
One look at the pregnancy strip,
One twist of fate…
And I’m wondering if Nate can be more than a fun distraction.
Do second chances really exist?
Chapter One
Cynthia
I scan my anatomy notes one last time before scooping them up and shoving the papers into my backpack.
My friend Becca taps her foot with impatience.
“I’m coming, I’m coming,” I say.
My other friend Tommy grins. “Cynthia, you’ve been obsessively studying for days, you’re not going to learn anything extra by reading your notes again.”
I roll my eyes and shrug. I’m used to their teasing. The three of us are all pre-med, so our college friendship has been four long years of studying together. It’s the spring semester of our senior year, and we’re all into medical school, so the pressure is off. Even so, I want to finish my courses on a high note so I can start med school strong this fall.
I shrug my backpack onto my shoulder and push my long dark hair off my face. “Ok, I’m ready.”
“Finally.” Becca turns on her heel and heads towards the stairs leading to the library exit.
Becca’s blonde head bounces in front of me, and Tommy walks behind me. I’ve grown so used to my two best friends, it’s going to be strange next year without them. Becca is off to Texas for medical school, and I’m going to New York City. Tommy will be close by in Philly, but it won’t be the same. We won’t meet up every evening in our little corner of the library to study.
Our college campus is small and idyllic, nestled in a small town in Upstate New York. I’m a creature of habit, so I’ve grown so comfortable in my routine here. The city will be so different.
But it will be worth it. All I’ve ever wanted is to be a doctor. Even when I was a kid in elementary school, it was my dream. Once my fifth grade teacher made us create little posters about ourselves to present to the class, and I wrote at the very top: “My name is Cynthia Lannon, and one day I’m going to be a doctor.”
The three of us head across the quad. Becca is gushing about some guy in her painting class.
“And yesterday he totally initiated conversation with me,” Becca says. “But, like, he could just be nice, ya know?”
I nod along. In our friendship, Becca is for sure the boy-crazy one.
Tommy makes eye contact with me and rolls his eyes. I smile and shrug. I’ve grown used to Becca’s endless chatter. I can be quiet, so I’ve always been drawn to talkative friends.
“Wanna grab dinner?” Tommy asks.
“Oh, I’ve been dying to try that new taco place,” Becca says. “Let’s go tonight!”
I glance down at my watch. “I dunno, it’s already late, and I still want to get a few more things done.”
“Oh, come on, Cynthia,” Becca says. “Let loose a little!”
“It’s not even letting loose.” Tommy twists his mouth into a wry smile. “It’s just tacos.”
I shrug. I’m used to my friends teasing me for always choosing studying or being alone over social events. I’m an introvert, and I like to stick to my schedules, that’s all. Spontaneous adjustments to my well-laid plans are my absolute worst enemy.
“Well, if you’re not down, I’ll just head back to my dorm,” Becca says. “Maybe I’ll even text Brad, he mentioned he might be free tonight.”
As much as I love to plan everything well in advance, my best friend Becca loves to plan things last minute.
“You should do it for sure,” I say. “I have a good feeling about you and him.”
Becca sighs. “I guess it’s stupid to try and start something when we’re graduating in two months.”
“But you can’t help it,” I say with a laugh.
Becca nods in agreement and waves goodbye as she turns towards her dorm. Throughout her college years, Becca has had romance after romance. They never last long, and some of them have ended badly, but she is always ready to plunge into the next one. I don’t have that kind of optimism. Or bravery.
So I’ve been single my entire life. Becca has convinced me to go on a few dates over the years, but they were always such disasters, I never tried for a second date with anyone. Becca sometimes asks me if I’m really ok graduating college as a virgin, but I always tell her it’s not a big deal.
Sure, I thought it would have happened by now, but I’m not going to beat myself up over it. It’s not like I don’t want to fall in love or find my soulmate, but I figure it will happen when it’s supposed to. I don’t need any distractions right now anyway.
“You want a ride home?” Tommy asks.
I live off campus in a tiny apartment since I like my privacy.
“No thanks,” I say. “I have my bike.”
Tommy nods. I glance up at him as he tosses his curly hair off his forehead. Becca has suggested more than once that I should just date Tommy, but there’s no spark between us. Tommy would be
