I love my daughter, but finding out she wasn’t biologically mine is the best news ever.I’m a widower who is too scared to have the stupid test that would tell me whether or not I even have the gene that would mean dealing with a horrible illness and certain death. A gene that could’ve also been passed to my child, had she been mine.She’ll need her father, if something ever does happen to me…That’s why I search for Maddie’s biological father, and when I find him, ask him to become part of her life.What I didn’t expect is for him to become my best friend. Shane is fun and easygoing, the exact opposite of me. He makes me laugh. He’s the perfect antidote for my neurotic existence. And he’s bi, like me.
But am I courageous enough to take the leap into falling in love with him?
Dancing with Daddy is a super sweet, full-length, standalone, feel good mm romance. There’s no angst, just two very opposite men who befriend each other super fast then slowly find their way to love…all while parenting the precocious five-year-old who belongs to both of them.
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Narrated by Michael Dean
“Can I ask you something?”
“Anything. For you, I’m an open book.” I rubbed my thumb over his sharply defined cheekbone, hoping to keep him here in the present and not freak him out with my question. “Why did you become more obsessed with safety after she died? Is it because she died in an accident?”
His nostrils flared as he sucked in a deep breath.
“That’s just it, her accident could have been prevented entirely. It was a rainy day during tax season and we were both distracted by life and hadn’t paid attention to basic vehicle maintenance. The accident report showed she had gone into a skid going around a curve on Highway One. She overcorrected and probably could have avoided driving head-on into that truck but her front tires were bald. That simple little oversight cost her life.”
I dropped my chin against my chest as I let that soak in. I swallowed and lifted my head again. “And ever since then, you’ve been on top of anything in your power to avoid another tragedy.”
When his eyes filled as he gave a clipped nod, I wrapped my arm around him and gently turned him onto his side to face me. “Oh, hell. I’m so sorry you had to go through that. I can’t imagine the pain. But baby… I want to say this one time, and I want you to hear me. Trina’s accident wasn’t your fault. It was a shitty thing that happened, and I’m sorrier than I can say that it did. But you need to forgive yourself.”
He sighed and absently toyed with the scruff of my beard. “I know, and I went through the anger phase of grief where I cursed her for not looking at the vehicle she drove. What if she’d had Maddie in the car? So irresponsible. But even after I accepted it and came out the other side, something had changed in me and I was more aware of all the things I could do to prevent possible accidents. I couldn’t stop my parents dying, but there’s the possibility that Trina’s death could’ve been prevented.”
Brad sat up and hugged himself. “God, we’re the worst at pillow talk. Can I just say that?”
I felt guilty for having brought it up, but relieved at the same time because now this was out in the open. I rubbed a hand over the bumps of his spine. “I’m sorry if I killed the mood. And for the reminder that you’re not with the love of your life.”
Brad glanced over his shoulder with a gasp of disbelief. “When did I say that?” He turned and lay back down, scooting up until we were nose to nose. “Listen to me, Shane. I need you to know something. Part of me will always love Trina. She was my love and the mother of my child. But do you know what she wasn’t? My best friend. We never spent hours talking and laughing like I do with you. Sure, we clicked and it felt right, and it was at the time. But understand this. The love I had for her was a quiet, safe love with a person who was similar to me in every way. But, Shane? She wasn’t the love of my life.”
I swallowed, hanging on to his every word. “She wasn’t?”
“No.” His voice was thick with emotion.
About Susan:
As an avid reader and big romance fan myself, I love sharing the stories of the different people who live in my imagination. My stories are filled with humor, a few tears, and the underlying message to not give up hope, even in the darkest of times, because life can change on a dime when you least expect it. This theme comes from a lifetime of lessons learned on my own hard journey through the pains of poverty, the loss of more loved ones than I’d care to count, and the struggles of living through chronic illnesses. Life can be hard, but it can also be good! Through it all I’ve found that love, laughter, and family can make all the difference, and that’s what I try to bring to every tale I tell.
I’m a happily married mom with one snarky teenage boy, and three grown “kids of my heart.” I’m more widely known for my mpreg writings as Susi Hawke; this new name is a departure from that. Whether written by Susan or Susi, the books are filled with that all-important love, laughter, and family I mentioned; the only difference is that this name has no male pregnancy. I look forward to sharing my stories with you, and to bringing more romance and laughter into this world that needs it so very badly.
