Single (Single Dads, #1)

by R.J. Scott

“I parked, and this gorgeous blond sprinted out of the next house, vaulted the perimeter fence in one bound, and honestly, I’m a married woman, but that was a hundred kinds of sexy.”

“Mia will be that age one day,” he blurted. “I can’t be a dad to a six-year-old. I’m barely hanging on to being the dad of a baby. Mia will hate me. What if she thinks a squirrel is called a squijjle and nothing I say will change her mind. She’ll go to college, and everyone will laugh at her calling them squijjles, and it will all be my fault. I don’t know what I will do and…”

Don’t give anything to Cap,” he added and pointed at the black lab fast asleep under the table. “He ate an entire bag of buns and is in disgrace.”

“I’ll make sure that the first day of school I’ll hold one hand when you hold the other, and when they ask who her daddies are, I hope to hell that she says you and me. We’ll take her swimming, and when you’re working, maybe I can be the one who plays with her or takes her shopping. I’ll help her with homework, and I’ll be there when she rides her first bike. I love you, Ash, and I want forever with you.”