Love You Forever

I'm THAT guy.The one that rejected his best friend and broke her heart on national television-then secretly fell in love with HER best friend, got her pregnant and…well, let me explain.Before you write me off and think I'm just another heartless dick, my best friend got her happily ever after….with my brother.I've always been the love 'em and leave 'em type.There's no point in denying it.I'm the guy that your mama warned you about-the one who all your girlfriend's warned you would break your heart.But I don't want that life anymore.I, Preston Young, want a happily ever after.The kick you in the gut kind of love that makes you act like an idiot and annoy everyone with your sickly cute nicknames.And the woman I want it with…well, that's where the shit hit the fan.First, they introduced me to Riley, and when I tell you she's got IT, I'm talking knock you on your ass, wipe the drool off your chin IT.Spontaneous, confident, long tan legs I want to wrap around my head and a mouth I can't seem to resist. And then, they dropped the hammer. "I'm only going to say this once, so pay attention. Riley is off-limits." You've got to be f-ing kidding me. You think I listened? Hell, I tried to be good…but like I said earlier, she's pregnant, there's a price on my balls and I'm about to run out of second chances. You see, the thing about Riley…she's THAT girl. The ONE. My future with her is all that matters and I only have one chance to make things right. Now if I can just convince this tenacious woman I'm worth a damn chance and can give her and our unborn baby the life they deserve.

Luna is my great love story.I feel it in my bones, in the pit of my stomach.I feel it every time she opens her mouth to sing and every time she smiles.I feel it every time we touch, with every beat of my heart and every breath I take.I know everyone is right, but I don't care.I know I'm going to be more broken in the end than I've ever been before, but that won't stop me.I knew the moment I pretended to be her fake boyfriend.The moment I lied to myself that I wasn't falling in love with her.The moment we both agreed that whatever this thing was between was over when she went on tour.I stand in the parking lot in the middle of the night, watching her tour bus drive out of sight and I'm suddenly reminded of something I'll never get.I'll never have what my friends have, spending every day together for the rest of their lives.I'll never get to have a family with the woman I love.I'll never be the proud father who's passing out pink bubble gum cigars.The night around me is quiet, cold, windy, and wet.Suddenly, I've never felt more alone.Would I take back all those days I spent with her? Would I take back all those stolen kisses? All those nights spent dreaming of just one more night?Even if it could take away a little bit of this pain?Not for an instant.I'd do it all over again... because she's worth the heartbreak.Now, with only the memory of her kisses to hold on to, I realize how wrong I was.

Girl meets boy.Girl gets arrested.Boy bails girl out of jail.Boy and girl get married?Not exactly how all good fairytales start but hey, I'm not exactly a princess-more like a hot mess dancing on a table.One thing I know for sure, true love's first kiss didn't take place in a police precinct followed by a scorching one-night stand.Foster Wilder was my knight in shining armor that night but we both know he can't be my happily ever after.I'm determined to stay single, while his family is determined to marry him off to a billion-dollar heiress.But with rings on our fingers and 'I Do's' said, it looks like that plan is out the window.We were supposed to get divorced.His parents weren't supposed to find out.And I sure as hell wasn't supposed to fall in love and end up pregnant with his baby.I've gotten myself into a lot of situations but this one takes the cake…the wedding cake.

It started when my hot-as-hell coworker offered to give me my first O.Let me back-up.It actually started when I got dumped at the altar.If I have to see one more sympathetic head tilt from someone asking me how I'm holding up…I might lose it.After some serious self-reflection (and momentarily swearing off men forever) I decided the only way to figure out what I want in life is to make a list.My F It List-A journey to self-discovery and kicking ass!But when Grayson AKA, temptation wrapped in a three-piece-suit, offers to help me cross a few items off the list my plan goes a little…off the rails.Teach me golf? Yes, please.Go camping? Sure!Kiss me in the rain? I would have said no but the moment his soft, full lips melted against mine the word ceased to exist.So here I am trying to keep myself in the friend zone, but with each new memory we make, I feel myself falling and I'm not sure I want to be caught.One thing that wasn't on my list? Having Grayson's baby.Knocking out the big O, Just turned into me getting knocked up.

Have you ever panicked and told a teensy little white lie?Like that you're pregnant and secretly engaged to the totally hot stranger you were just dancing with?I'm the girl who's always had a plan.Type A. In control. Knows exactly what I want in life.Then, I met the perfect guy.Fate really is my least favorite F word.My plan was as follows:College (not marriage).Career (not babies).Conquer the world (not happily ever after).But despite my long list of accomplishments-all my family seems to care about?The lack of a diamond on my ring finger.My dad won't even consider voting to approve my business proposition until I've got a man on my arm.And my mom won't quit with her endless string of awful blind dates till I've got babies on the brain.Which leads us back to the lie…What's another four-letter word that starts with F? FAKE.To my surprise, Mr. Perfect has agreed to go along with my new plan…or at least the part he knows about.Fake Fiancé? Check.Fake Baby? Double Check.Positive Pregnancy Test? Oops…