I thought I’d left East Hampton and my high school boyfriend behind…<br/><br/>But when I saw two pink lines on a stick, I realized that I had carried a part of him along.<br/><br/>I could only describe that experience in one word: nightmare.<br/><br/>But the real nightmare hadn’t even begun.<br/>Raising Noah on my own with an abusive man was tough.<br/><br/>But meeting Sebastian years later was even harder.<br/>He had no clue he was a father.<br/>No clue that he still had my heart.<br/>And absolutely no idea how badly I still wanted him.<br/><br/>Each touch reminded me of the good old days.<br/>But too much had happened since… and it was time to come clean.<br/>Sebastian was about to find out that Noah was his son.<br/>Could that be the end of our second and only chance at love?