Diabetes in Fiction

One night, no names, no kissing had seemed like a good idea until I got a big, fat plus sign on a pregnancy test, and I have no idea who my baby daddy is. I’m determined to raise my baby on my own, but then he waltzes into my classroom to drop off his son. Blake Walker. The newly retired linebacker and single dad is even more gorgeous now than the night we spent together, and since he knows I’m pregnant with his baby, he’s adamant to do right by us. I promised myself I won’t be somebody’s responsibility. However, Blake’s a man who doesn’t back down, especially when it comes to his family. As if this town isn't small enough, he moves into the house across the street, and his presence is impossible to ignore. Blake is everything I never expected, and all three Walker boys are slowly working their way into my heart, but I can’t get used to it. He wanted our baby, and I wouldn’t settle for anything less than a man who chooses me…

All I ever wanted was to be perfect. That wasn’t too much to ask, right? It was the only way to change how people saw me and my past. I, Logan Solomon, could not screw up. Going home to Beaufort, North Carolina, for my sister’s wedding was a painful reminder of everything I had tried to leave behind. One perfect drink with her maid of honor turned into five. And those perfect drinks turned into one night that would change everything. My sister’s best friend had always been on the other side of a line I wasn’t supposed to cross. Now, there are two more lines. And they’re pink.