I’m the babysitter to worlds hottest single daddy.
And I just walked in on him…
Working out, lol.
Tall, muscular, and sweaty. Lifting and grunting.
Now he’s not the only thing wet around here.
I wasn’t thrilled about this job, at first.
I’m a pastry chef, not a babysitter.
Until unforeseen problems bring us together.
What will he do to protect what’s his?