He was my first and I thought he’d be my last。 Now he’s asking for a second chance。
Micah Hutton is charming。 Sweet。 Confident。 And his page in the shirtless fireman calendar for charity? Trust me, November has never been hotter。 But like Grandma says: it’s never the angels who look like sin。
Micah promised he’d love me forever。 And I believed him, enough to give myself to him the night before my parents dragged me across the country, tearing us apart。 He broke my heart—and his promise—by disappearing the moment I learned I was pregnant。
Seven years later, I’m back in my hometown, staring at my first love, watching his heart break as he meets a little girl who looks just like him。 A little girl he swears he never knew existed。
He thinks I kept our baby a secret, but why would I do that? I told him as soon as I found out, certain he'd be at my side the very next day。 Devastated when he wasn’t。
Micah says he’s ready to be a father, but am I ready to open my heart and let him back in? Does he deserve that second chance?