Single Dads Club

Red Flags... Too loud. Too clingy. Too much make-up. I could go on and on. The other guys in the Single Dad's Club would say I'm obsessed with finding them. But none of their kid's mothers call a maximum-security prison home either, so their opinions mean shit. Caterina Santora has her own list of red flags... She's too young. She's my client's daughter. She's my five-year old's camp counselor. Even after repeating this mantra to myself every morning on the way to Lily's summer camp, guess what happens the moment I see Cat? Yeah, that mantra turns into ride me, doggie style and reverse cowgirl. Every. Damn. Time. The fact that she doesn't remember me from six years before grates on me until I don't have it in me to leave her alone any longer. I have to have her. But our lives are opposites in every way. In no way compatible. When we're together all the complications fade away and I have to keep reminding myself, even if I can have her- I can't keep her.

Turn-ons... Party girls. Platinum blondes. Zero expectations. I used to think that if you could combine all three into one female, you'd have the perfect woman. Then why the hell does Ava Pearson-an outdoorsy girl, a brunette, and a woman who screams stability and responsibility-seem to be the only woman on my mind lately? I've got enough obligations without adding any complications to the mix-my son, my bar...well, that's about it. But that's enough for a guy like me. It's the cupcakes. It's gotta be the cupcakes she bakes that keep me coming back for more. The way to a man's heart is through his stomach, right? Apparently, it's a direct target to his junk, too. Did I forget to mention that she's my buddy's daughter... another member of the Single Dads Club's daughter? Ava might say she can handle being friends-with-benefits, but I'm not sure she can. Unfortunately for her, I'm too selfish of a prick to care-until I do.

A dating pact with my best friend? What could go wrong?After years of being a single dad and widower, I'm ready for more intimacy than my memories and right hand have been providing. Nothing serious. Just some fun. But with my social life limited to play dates and the occasional lazy evening at my best friend's farm, I don't have the first clue about finding a casual hook-up.Brooke is still searching for her happily ever after, and while I've already had mine, she agrees that it's time I get out there again. So we decide to brave the online dating world together, and she offers to help me get my game back with some light dating refreshers. We've known each other for years, supported each other through our ups and downs, and this is no different.It's all fun and games until one night on her couch, when "dating practice" gets out of hand, and my best pal is naked and underneath me. There's no turning back after I learn how she feels under my palms and how she tastes sweeter than my favorite candy.I don't think I can have a second love of my life. But the woman who I've only ever seen as my best friend might be the girl I need right now.The Dating Pact is a sweet and soft yet still spicy friends to lovers romance. Don't miss the third book in the Single Dads' Club interconnected series. Read it today!

It's time. Time to get a life. Time to start over. Time to move beyond the past. The guys in the Single Dads Club would tell you it was time years ago, but until recently, the risk of hurting my little girl outweighed the benefit of getting a piece of ass. Now that I have a tween daughter on my hands? It's becoming more apparent with every poster hung on the wall, every fight over make-up and every uncomfortable conversation about puberty, that at least one of us needs a female touch in our lives. Jesus. I can't even think the words 'female touch' without thinking of her. Charlotte Rose. Charlie. She's everything I shouldn't want, but someone needs to tell that to my damn libido because every time she's around I have a constant case of blue balls. There's a list of reasons why I shouldn't give into what I feel-she's my best friend's little sister, she's seen me at my most vulnerable, and the biggest one-she's the first person in eleven years who has the potential to break me.

I never thought I wanted to be a dad until my bartender told me she was pregnant.Tabitha and I have worked together for a decade, and she's been my right hand for almost as long. Which is why her news hits me like a sucker punch, awakening feelings I'd buried deep.And suddenly Tabitha-my Tabby-is all I can think about.When the baby's father bails, I know I have to step up to take care of my girl. Whether it's delivering groceries to her door step, helping her buy a new car, or going to ultrasounds, I will do whatever it takes.Even move her in with me.Because I'm all in. But her past trauma makes it hard for her to trust anyone, and that's okay. I'm willing to be patient.At least until the baby arrives.The Bartender's Baby is a workplace romance between a golden retriever turned doberman and black cat. Don't miss the last book in the Single Dads' Club series, and preorder today!