I Chose The Father

She was raised to be good. She decided to be honest. Hannah Cole knows the role she's supposed to play. Pastor's daughter. Devoted girlfriend. Future wife. She plays it beautifully - the piano, the modest dress, the smile she's been perfecting since she was twelve. Micah Ward is everything her family prayed for: sincere, patient, and certain that waiting is how a man honours the woman he loves. Hannah has been waiting too.
She's just waiting for something entirely different. When Micah arranges a summer job for her at his parents' house - tending the overgrown garden his mother keeps meaning to fix - it seems like a gift. His mother, Lydia, is warm and trusting. She tells Hannah to dress practically, that the only man around is her old husband, and that he is completely focused on God and on her. Daniel Ward is not focused on God.
What begins as charged glances across a sun-baked garden becomes something neither of them is willing to name - until they are. He is deliberate where Micah is hesitant. Directly where Micah apologises. And as the summer deepens, Hannah stops asking for permission to want what she wants. I Chose the Father is a scorching, voice-driven erotic novel about a young woman's fierce reclamation of her own body - told entirely in her sharp, unsparing, first-person voice.
It is a book about hypocrisy, hunger, and choosing yourself, set against the backdrop of a community built on the careful management of desire. For readers who want heat without apology - and a heroine who never looks back.