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Plans had a way of changing all the time, so why couldn\u2019t hers? Oh, God, maybe she was jumping the gun. Imagining things. Possibly catching feelings for a man who wasn\u2019t on the same page. Well, that\u2019s what she needed to find out. You\u2019re not twenty-five anymore, she reminded herself. There wasn\u2019t time to dick around and play games. If Jayson liked her, she wanted to know so they could damn well do something about it.<\/p>\n

Chewing her bottom lip, she could admit she\u2019d never been one to pursue a man. She\u2019d always played coy and let him make the first move. But after turning forty, time seemed to speed up. She certainly wasn\u2019t getting any younger and, for the first time in forever, she was so interested in a man that she was willing to take a leap of faith and risk the humiliation of rejection by putting herself out there first.<\/p>\n

If he wasn\u2019t interested, then she\u2019d return to D.C. with her tail between her legs and die an old maid with zero prospects. But if he was on the same page\u2026 Her belly fluttered and an arrow of heat shot straight to her core, threatening to incinerate her uterus. She hadn\u2019t slept with a man since Agent Asshole over two years ago.<\/p>\n

Her hormones were all over the place, and perimenopause was wreaking havoc on her body. Navigating the hormonal changes, mystery aches and pains, and waking up in the middle of the night, hot, uncomfortable and unable to fall back asleep was frustrating. Sometimes, it also made her insanely horny. She glanced up and caught Jayson staring at her intently. Her heart sped up as they held each other\u2019s gaze, neither looking away.<\/p>\n

God, she could drown in his eyes. The shade seemed to change depending on his mood. Sometimes they appeared more green like Emma\u2019s, but only when he was angry.<\/p>\n

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Published by Charissa Gracyk \u00a9 Copyright 2026 by Charissa Gracyk Edits by Michelle Fewer Cover by Monique Walton\/moniquewalton515@gmail.com ISBN: 9798244272512 ASIN: B0FRCG95KR It is not legal to reproduce, duplicate, or transmit any part of this document in either electronic means or in printed format. Recording of this publication or using it for AI training purposes is strictly prohibited, and any storage of this document is not allowed unless with written permission from the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.<\/p>\n

This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locations is purely coincidental. OceanofPDF.com Contents Dedication Epigraph Prologue 1. Chapter 1 2. Chapter 2 3. Chapter 3 4. Chapter 4 5. Chapter 5 6. Chapter 6 7. Chapter 7 8. Chapter 8 9. Chapter 9 10. Chapter 10 11. Chapter 11 12. Chapter 12 13. Chapter 13 14. Chapter 14 15. Chapter 15 16.<\/p>\n

Chapter 16 17. Chapter 17 18. Chapter 18 19. Chapter 19 20. Chapter 20 Epilogue Acknowledgements About the Author Also By Charissa Gracyk OceanofPDF.com This one is for the men and women, especially those single parents, who sacrifice everything in order to give their children the brightest future possible. OceanofPDF.com “Isn’t she lovely?<\/p>\n

Isn’t she wonderful? Isn’t she precious? Less than one minute old.” “Isn’t She Lovely,” Stevie Wonder “For father, his daughter is no less than a breath.” Sachin Ramdas Bharatiya “Being a daddy’s girl is like having permanent armor for the rest of your life.” Marinela Reka “Fairytales can come true\u2026 It can happen to you\u2026<\/p>\n

If you’re young at heart.” \u201cYoung at Heart,\u201d Frank Sinatra OceanofPDF.com Prologue Twenty-Five Years Ago… Holy hell, she was the tiniest thing he\u2019d ever held. A surge of love and protection flooded Jayson Knight\u2019s heart as he gazed down at his newborn daughter. He took a moment to count her insanely small fingers and toes. Ten perfectly-formed digits and ten of the teeniest piggies.<\/p>\n

That old Stevie Wonder song played in his head, because she was the loveliest thing he\u2019d ever seen. He couldn\u2019t stop grinning. This must be called Daddy Euphoria. Standing in the small apartment he shared with Tara, mesmerized by their baby girl, he wished he could\u2019ve been there for her birth. But he\u2019d been on an op, and the little one had decided to come early. With no way to communicate and multiple travel and transport delays, he\u2019d just gotten home.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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