On the first night, he was my employee.
On the second night, he was my lover.
By the third night, he was mine.
As a single dad, I needed a nanny to accompany my daughter and me on a three-day business trip. I asked the agency for the best.
What I got was Shane: a tattooed, ripped-jeans-wearing ex-rocker with a smolder that could take the paint off a car.
Mary Poppins, he was not.
Each day, I’m trying to lock down the most important deal of my career. Every night, I find myself connecting deeper with the caring, wounded man under the ink.
I thought once I had my daughter I was done looking for love. But if I’m not careful, by the end of the trip, I could lose my nanny and my job.
Three Nights with the Manny is a standalone prequel novella to the Single Dads Club series. It’s filled with humor, heat, heart, and creative uses for baby oil.
A.J. Truman is a gay man living in Indiana He writes queer romantic comedies about witty guys falling into bed and falling in love -- usually in that order. What else does a story need? He loves spending time with his family and occasionally sneaking off for an afternoon movie.View all by A.J. Truman
