Grumpy the Bear (Blueball Band of Brothers, #1)

by Marika Ray

Worn jeans, a sweaty chest, and a baseball cap had somehow become my favorite look on a man.

“Oh, so you didn’t come over and tell me I couldn’t duct-tape Elise to my own tree?”

Sadly, that wasn’t the life for me. I’d never had that with Elise’s mom and didn’t plan on having it with anyone else either. I was damaged goods. An injured single dad trying to build a business so he could keep dolls in his daughter’s hands.

I’d spent every minute since then looking out my trailer window for signs of life, a creepy Peeping Tom of worry. This was just me now. I was a worrywart auntie who should take up knitting and call it a life.

“I actually like working the pole, Dad.”