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 wear my emotions on my tattoo-covered sleeve, I say all the wrong things and I revel in pissing off a certain redhead far more than I should. In other words, I’m the last …
Moving to a new city is exciting, but I'm freaked about following my brother to Colorado, where I have no apartment, job, or friends. So I decided to let off some steam on my first night here and invi…
