Romance with Rhythm

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas… unless you wind up pregnant by your best friend’s older brother.

To be fair, Ryder Powell and I were never supposed to hook up—not even once. He’s cocky, infuriating, and completely off-limits. But somewhere between all the bickering, tequila, and stolen glances, we ended up in bed… again and again.

It’s been eight weeks since our last “mistake.” Eight weeks since he went back to his world tour, and I went back to pretending none of it meant anything. But now I’ve got a little reminder growing stronger every day—and forty-eight hours to tell a world-famous rock star he’s about to be a father.

Ryder was never supposed to be part of my future.

But what if secretly hooking up with a rock star was actually the start of everything I never knew I needed?

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