No Strings Read Online Nikki Ash

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Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 79488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
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No Strings

Author/Writer of Book/Novel:

Nikki Ash

Language:
English
ISBN/ ASIN:
9798482049136
Book Information:

From USA Today Bestselling Author Nikki Ash comes a brand new, contemporary, stand-alone romance about a single dad who thinks he has everything figured out... until he meets her.
Savannah
A sexy, single dad and his teenage son weren’t a part of my white picket fence fairy tale, but if life has taught me anything, it’s that things don’t always work out according to plan.
Ben offers me no-strings-attached sex, but we could never be stringless. He has a son to think about, one who’s very much a part of my life.
No matter how much I want to accept his offer, taking our relationship to the next level would leave us tangled in knots.
Benjamin
After experiencing firsthand the devastation love can cause, I knew having a family wasn’t for me. Neither was being a single dad—but here we are, trying to make it work.
The last thing I need is a distraction, but then Savannah waltzes into my world, stealing my treadmill at the gym—as well as my son’s heart.
We agreed to no strings. No complications or commitments. But I’m going back on my word because now that I know what it’s like to be with Savannah, there’s no way I’m ever letting her go.
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Nikki Ash



Playlist

Apple Playlist

Starving- Hailee Steinfeld & Grey feat. Zedd

Please Don’t Go- Joel Adams

Let You Love Me- Rita Ora

I’m a Mess- Bebe Rexha

History- Olivia Holt

Sorry Not Sorry- Demi Lovato

Intentions- Justin Bieber feat. Quavo

Slow Dance- AJ Mitchell feat. Ava Max

Nobody’s Love- Maroon 5

Monster- Shawn Mendes & Justin Bieber

Love You Like That- Parker McCollum

Be Kind- Marshmello & Halsey

Savage Love- Jawsh 685 x Jason Derulo

Anyone- Justin Bieber

To Bret

I’m in knots over you. ;)

Prologue

Benjamin

“Brody’s been kicked out of school and refuses to listen to me. I can’t do this anymore.”

“Can’t do what? Parent?”

The mother of my son glares my way, but I’m unfazed. I’ve been on the receiving end of her wrath for the past fifteen years.

“You’ve been traveling since he was born. It’s easy to play dad from afar, but you haven’t actually been here. He’s been getting into fights and failing his classes. Now he’s been expelled.” Her tear-filled eyes lock with mine, pleading. “He needs his father.”

Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. I didn’t ask to become a father and never wanted to become one. I watched what having kids did to our parents. Listened to their constant arguing over finances and parenting until our mom, someone who was supposed to love and protect us, had finally had enough and did the unthinkable, leaving us all to drown in our guilt and grief.

I never wanted that for myself or my kids. I didn’t want the responsibility that came with parenting, and I didn’t want my kids to ever be put in the position my sister and I were in, which is why I made it clear to Paola I didn’t want to have any. She promised she understood and swore she was on birth control. But she lied. She went behind my back and got pregnant, thinking that I’d magically change my tune. The only thing that changed when she told me she was pregnant was our relationship status. I walked away that day, losing any trust and respect I had for her.

It took some time for me to come around, but I went to the hospital when Paola called me the day Brody was born, planning to give up my rights. This wasn’t an accident. She did this on purpose. But the second I looked at my son, my heart swelled with a kind of love I had never felt, and despite my disdain for his mother, I became a father that day and promised Brody I would do whatever it took to be there for him.

“You’re not around,” she adds. “And I can’t do this on my own anymore.”

Her accusation knocks me out of my thoughts.

“Yeah, I’ve been busy working. You know, to pay your child support and the private school our son was attending. I had no idea he was getting into trouble because you never said anything.” She could’ve called, texted, emailed. I spent part of Christmas break with Brody, and neither of them said anything. Yeah, he seemed moodier than usual, but I figured it was just a part of him being a teenager.

“It’s only gotten worse as of lately. It’s like one minute, he was a sweet little boy, and the next, he’s skipping school and getting into fights. Please, Benjamin. I need you to take him. I… I can’t do this.” Tears leak from her eyelids, sliding down her cheeks, and I’m reminded of my mother. Of the last time I saw her alive…

“I want to watch the TV!” my sister, Amalia, yells.

“It’s my turn!” I shout back, snatching the controller from her.

“Both of you shut up!” Mom screams, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I can’t handle all the fighting. Get in your rooms now!”

We both groan but do as she says, not wanting to upset her more.

A few hours later, I’m playing my PlayStation when Amalia comes running into my room. “Hey! Get out!”

“Benjamin,” she sobs. “Mom…” She drops in front of me, covered in… is that blood?

“What’s wrong?” I jump up and run over to her. “What happened?”

“Mom’s bleeding everywhere. I think she’s… I think she’s dead.”

“Benjamin,” Paola says, bringing me back to the present. Her eyes are rimmed red, and her nose is running from crying. Her cheeks are splotchy and tearstained. A part of the reason I stayed away from Paola was so what happened between my parents would never happen to us. If I wasn’t around, we couldn’t fight. Yet somehow, here we are…

“Okay.” I walk over to her and wrap her in my arms. “I’ll take him.” I might’ve been too young to save my mom from ending her life, too young to understand she needed help, despite my dad thinking he could fix her himself, but I’m older now, and I can make sure Paola is never in the same position as my mom.

“Thank you.”

As she sobs into my chest, I catch a bit of movement out of the corner of my eye. Brody. He’s home. He must’ve come in through the garage. He’s listening and watching from around the corner. Our gazes clash, and the sad as fuck look in his eyes tells me he’s been listening.


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