Even Exchange by Hailey Dickert

Noah Caruso I’ve always been a five-year plan kind of guy. I got through college with minimal distractions, maximum touchdowns, and zero relationships. Then I met Charlotte Benson, the woman who made me believe in wishes, and a strict set of rules was added to my routine. Rule One: Don’t Touch Charlotte This one was difficult from the start but made impossible once she accidentally told her ex we were dating. (Spoiler alert: we weren’t.) Rule Two: Don’t Think About Charlotte That was easy. Until she got to know the real me. Learning things I hadn’t even shared with my closest friends. Secrets that if brought to the surface, could be dangerous, even deadly. Rule Three: Don’t Text Charlotte Turns out I’m pretty bad at rules. Who knew?? Rule Four: Definitely Don’t, Under Any Circumstance, Kiss Charlotte When that rule was ignored, I thought it would destroy me, but instead, I began to wonder if this fake dating fling could turn into something real. Then, two words changed everything: “I’m pregnant.”