ABOUT TEMPT THE HOOKUP
Eliahn
Getting pregnant after a booze cruise hookup was not what any parent wanted to hear, so I picked up my entire life and moved to Paris to start over. Six years later, I was ready to go home.
I was a single mom and the only thing I knew about my son’s dad was his name—Luca. I didn’t need to know anything else.
The universe had other ideas because on our second day back home, the man came crashing back into my life.
Luca
Attending a welcome back party for my boss's daughter wasn’t how I wanted to spend my Sunday. But walking in and seeing my hookup from a cruise six years ago knocks me on my ass.
It was a weekend of fun and now I'm seeing a pair of eyes, identical to mine, staring right at me. The boy standing next to her is my son.
For six years she haunted my dreams, now she's my next-door neighbor and the mother of my child.
Co-parenting should be a piece of cake, except the pull to her is greater than before and I want to make her mine.
This time, permanently.
Only one thing left to do. I have to tempt the hookup.