Curvy Girl’s Secret by Piper Sullivan

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I had my future all mapped out.
A respectable engagement, marriage, a home, and then babies.
It was a good plan, or so I thought.
Until the jerk who won’t be named broke it off and called me the ‘F’ word.
Frigid.
So, I did what any self-respecting southern girl would do—I made a plan.
Find a hot guy. ✓
Prove I’m not a prude. ✓✓
What I didn’t plan on, was the hot guy being the biggest commitment-phobe in our Small Town.
Or the baby we created that night.
Or falling for him.