The Single Dad's Guide to Recreation

The new guy in town may be a hot single dad–we’re talking total, mouthwatering eye candy here–but that isn’t stopping him from shuttering my toddler program here at Climax Parks & Rec.

Nor does it stop me from being blinded by lust and tripping over my own feet every time I see him, even though we are completely wrong for each other.

He’s colder than an ice storm in January; I cry at soap commercials.
He’s moved upstate from Manhattan; I’ve returned to my small town roots.
He’s overwhelmed by his two adorable kids; the doctor said I’ll never be a mother.

Oh, and did I mention that it’s his job to “re-org” (aka ruin) everything I love about my job?

Despite all this, he’s got me dreaming of something I told myself I’d given up on: a family of my own.

Warning! do not read this book unless you love:
❤️Grumpy heroes who are silly with their kids
❤️Sunshiny, Cinderelly heroines
❤️Nosy, interfering, small town bureaucrats
❤️Possibly magical, HEA-predicting clocks
❤️Parks and Recreation and Schitt’s Creek vibes