At thirty-four, English professor Paul Avery cannot see himself as a father. In fact, he thinks children are little beasts. To his surprise, he meets two men with sons during the month of May and his negative view about children begins to unexpectedly change. Enter Matthew Hildebrand, one of Paul’s students at Castling College. Matthew is twenty-two and the father of Aiden, a six-year-old adorable little child. Soon Paul is befriended by the father and son team. Then Paul meets handsome and professional architect, Dugan Brae, who is thirty-five and the father of seven-year-old Colby, a gifted little boy. After much convincing, Paul agrees to go on a date with Dugan, and surprisingly, the two hit it off. Plus, Paul finds Colby irresistible, creating a fresh friendship with the child. As May turns into June, Paul is pulled in different directions by both Matthew and Dugan. And in due time, Paul must make a decision. With whom does he fall in love? Either one gains him a son, creating an instant family. Through the daily trials and tribulations of dating, babysitting, and just having a good time, will Paul find the man of his dreams and become a happy father in the process?

Daddy Business

I immediately grabbed a butter knife, swung it in the direction of his throat, and screamed like a girl, frightened. Then I recognized his Italian-dark skin and deep brown eyes.


While dropping the butter knife into the kitchen sink, I yelled, “What the fuck, Clay? You can’t just barge in here like that!”


Clay ended up being quite good with wood, but worked with other media. Years and years as a carpenter had created the most beautiful body a man could have and a mind for construction. Six-one, cleft in his chin, beefy chest and arms, slim hips, chunky private parts, onyx-colored hair and eyes, and bright-white smile. Clay could have passed as a Hollywood star. At thirty-four, he worked as a private contractor who built anything from outdoor sheds to personal libraries and indoor gyms.


He laughed at my ludicrous butter knife attack. “I hate to barge in like this…”


I cut him off with my exact thoughts. “You love to barge in on my life. Always did. Always will.”


Chapter 9