We’d been friends nearly our entire lives. Only friends... at least on the outside. I always cared for Devon more than I should, wanted things with him that didn’t happen between “just friends.” Until one night of drinking changed that. I ended up in Devon’s bed after one too many drinks. I wished I could say I didn’t remember what we did and feign ignorance. But I knew. I remembered every passionate, heated moment. I remembered the way he touched me, the things he said to me in pleasure. Things were different between us now, weird, and so I stayed away, not wanting to make things worse. But it seemed fate had other plans for me... for us. I had a one-night stand with my best friend, and I had a secret that resulted from that encounter. I was pregnant with his baby. *All stories in the Real Man series can be read as complete standalone titles.