After my divorce, I pretended to sleep on a Coast Guard commander’s shoulder to stop people filming him—then my ex used the viral photo against me, until one hidden image exposed what he already knew

say no.”

Poppy was already drifting to sleep against my chest. I understood the need to disappear from people’s judgment—maybe better than he realized.

“Fine,” I whispered. “But if she wakes up and hits you with that lamb, that’s on you.”

“I accept the risk.”

I rested my head lightly against his shoulder. Luke stayed perfectly continue reading …