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Today was supposed to be just a normal afternoon picking up his daughter from the mother-and-me event. We were buckled in and leaving when a man opened the back door and pressed something cold against my ribs. I froze and told him he could take the car, take my wallet, anything, but he said one word—“Drive.” I pretended to fumble with the radio while I texted two words to her dad—Carjacked, help. Suddenly, his name lit up my screen, and I told the man that if I didn’t answer he’d know something was wrong. I forced my voice steady, telling him about traffic, about his daughter crying herself to sleep, about heading from Bellevue to Kirkland. He said he couldn’t wait to see me tonight, and I whispered that I couldn’t wait either before the line went dead. The man in the backseat slammed his fist against the glass and shouted, “What the hell did you just tell him?” Five minutes later, headlights cut through the rain and a truck screamed to a stop beside our car. Immedialy, the back door ripped open and a and a hand grabbed the man and dragged him into the street... 📚 BOOK: Living With the Single Dad by Whitley Cox What readers are saying, ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "The sweetest single dad so far! It's full of passion, some angst and so much love. The characters are fabulous and hearing about all our cast of characters was so much fun! I honestly volunteered to review this story!" --Reviewer Get the entire series and save 50% today! The perfect way to support the author directly. After your purchase. Receive an email with the link to the ebook. Download the books with one click and send them to your kindle, tablet, or phone. And READ! Thank you for supporting me directly! 🥰