My best friend died tonight and her baby girl might be taken away from me, too, if I don’t find Lily’s father before she’s ripped out of my life for good.
Unfortunately, I know who he is. He’s my best friend’s ex, and I hate him in memory and on sight.
There’s just so little of my heart left, and I can’t—won’t—reserve any of it for that bastard, Lachlan Hayes.
I didn’t grow into adulthood as a screw-up, but turns out I’m settling into it just fine.
A pro-football prodigy, success was laid out in golden dollar signs—until an injury so cringe-worthy it went viral laid me out for good.
Since then, I’ve discovered booze and sex, and I get both whenever I want.
Until a girl shows up at my literal doorstep, telling me about a baby I never knew I had.
I’m in deep s***, because in no life plan did I think I’d raise a daughter, and I sure as hell didn’t think I’d fall in love with the woman that comes with her.
Note: This is a standalone story.