![]() ![]() He needed help, and he offered me a ridiculous salary. He’s distant, brooding, and drop-dead gorgeous, and when he scoops up his adorable four-year-old daughter and blows raspberries on her tummy while she squeals with delight, I’m done.īumping into him at our local pub slightly drunk and overly frustrated was a total accident. So what if I’ve been alone since forever? I’m focused on my job, not the sultry siren who sleeps downstairs.Īt least that’s what I keep reminding myself… ![]() I was clearly desperate the night I offered a gorgeous girl in a bar $500 a day to be my live-in nanny-or maybe it was another part of my anatomy talking. Happily ever after, right? Wrong.įast-forward four years, and I’m alone, trying to raise my daughter in spite of screwing up at every turn (according to my mother-in-law), and launching a new business. I left the Navy, scored a billion in tech, got married, and had a baby. A desperate single dad and an unemployed child psychologist bump into each other in a small-town bar… ![]()
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