"I think... I think I was so in love with the idea of saving myself that I didn't realize I was letting myself drown. "

"And now?"

"And now you're my lifeboat."


It was only meant to be a favour. Only meant to be for a few weeks. 

Yet when Stryker Odello finds himself a Daddy for a scarred little boy, he finds the darkness that swamped his life cracking and splits of light shining through.

High functioning alcoholic at best, meeting the needs of the little proved more challenging than he first anticipated. 

Broken and distrustful, getting through to Jamie Sinclair was a hard feat.

Both damaged from the past, hurt and cautious, could they learn to let go and figure out how to love again? 

Or was life's only joy to direct a tragedy?

His Little Boy

Heart in his mouth, Stryker watched as the two little girls, tiny, blonde things that were fast as whippets, crooned over his stunning girl.

Parker enthralled them, their baby blues so wide with wonder as their tiny little hands petted her coat. They gurgled that scary language of little girls, the one where pink, glittery and makeover were the top three words in their vocabulary, and for a moment, Stryker wondered if he would have to bust a rescue mission for his horse.

Except one look at the mare's face, he knew that for however much the frills and ribbon talk went straight over his head, his girl was soaking it up. She drank in their affection, her head lowered so that she could inspect the smaller of the two girls, the five-year-old, for mints.

/"She looks super happy, Daddy,/" Jamie commented softly from by my side. His hand was tucked safely into mine and his head lay against me as we leaned up against the truck.

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