About This Book
One disaster bi single dad. One sexy plumber on a house call. One hot-as-hell romance.... RhysIf I was a hot mess before becoming a single dad, my life's pretty much an on-fire garbage can now.Okay, maybe that's a tad melodramatic-my bestie/baby momma/ex-girlfriend is still awesome, currently in the throuple of her dreams. And my kiddo Sammy's amazing, albeit exhausting. I'm the one who's too intense and rambling, too obsessed with random trivia, too liable to set dinner on fire. Essentially, too much for any relationship.However, when a hottie plumber drops by to fix our toilet-thanks, Sammy-and gives me his number? My luck might just be turning around.ColeAfter my dad moved to a retirement community, he left me with the big, old house I grew up in and a whole lot of loneliness.I thought by now I'd be settled down, but no one's looking for the guy who likes long hikes with his dog, stargazing, and fixing shit around the house. They want fun, entertaining, flashy-not me.Except when I give Rhys my private line for an emergency house call, I show up for the job to discover it's a date. It seems like I might've met the one man on earth who's just as interested as I am-if only we can find the guts to admit it.Sweat Connection is a high heat, low angst M/M single dad romance with trivia nights, Star Wars rants, and light primal kink that reads as a standalone
