Chapter 37

  I'm forty-one.

  Divorced.

  Still hot enough that men stare, but old enough to know better.

  Ethan has been my son Connor's best friend since they were twelve.

  Twenty-two now. Home from college for the summer.

  Six-foot-three, inked, cocky as hell, always calling me "Mrs. R" with that smirk t...

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