The problem is Hunter James is not just any man. He’s tall, dark, and as hot as sin. I need to go to church and pray that he’ll keep away from me.
His irresponsible, one-night stand has left him with a little girl, and for some reason, he thinks that it’s my problem.
I should laugh at him.
He deserves it.
But he charms the group into letting him join and now I’m stuck looking into his blue eyes. He turns my parenting group into a dating one as he invites all his single friends to join. The last thing they need is another man in their lives. It’s a shame that I’m the only one who sees that. They turn up to the meeting and leave one-by-one.
Leaving me alone with Hunter James and he’s not trying to get some single parenting advice.
No.
Hunter James has something much dirtier in mind!
Author's Note:
It's short and steamy with enough sexiness for you to enjoy this novella. It is standalone, and there's no cheating!
Single Daddy In The Club is a 25,000-word novella, suitable for mature readers that love to read a bit of filth with a twist of comedy.
Chapter One
Hunter
She’d been so fucking hard to find. Talk about disappearing and then coming back to the place where it all started. I knew the moment that I saw Nia’s name on the register that she would be the one heading up the group.
Back in high school, she was the independent one. The one that I said was getting in the way of my game. She was supposed to say that things could work and that she loved me. She never did. She just kissed me on the cheek and wished me luck.
Just like that.
That was when I knew that I had to get out of the relationship. She didn’t think about me the same way that I thought about her. That was evident.
I’d spent the last four years hoping that she’d change her mind, but she never did.
I loved Nia back then, and I still feel the same way about her now. It’s as if she hasn’t aged at all. The same long blonde hair,
perfectly cut and her hips, shit they used to grind me all night, and I never wanted her to stop. Now she’s just like a fine wine. Matured and in control.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” She blurted out as soon as she saw my face.
“I came to join the club. Single parent’s club.”
She shook her head vigorously.
“Hi. Hunter, how are you? Long time no see.” That was the greeting I was expecting; not the unwelcome one that I received.
“It’s a single mom’s club. No men allowed!”
“I didn’t see the flyer saying only women. In fact, that’s sexist. I could sue you for discrimination.”
She waved a finger at me; the one that I’d loved to suck and says, “Look if this is some game…”
But then she was cut short by this slim little Hispanic woman who had lust written all over her face. “He’s right. It doesn’t say, ‘single moms.’ It says, ‘single parents.’ Hi, my name’s…” she was just about to introduce herself, but Nia cuts her short. She was mad and fucking crazy.
How did I know?
Because she was waving her finger and tapping her left foot at the same time. Damn, some things never changed. That was the same thing that she used to do back in high school.