246. Dad Crush Now

“What’s your type?”

“Relax. She’s not in love with you , Leo. She’s in love with the idea of a man who is safe, and kind, and fixes things. You’re the prototype. She’s just practicing.” 246. Dad Crush

Leo froze, carving knife hovering mid-air. His wife, Elena, snorted into her wine glass. “Mia, honey, that’s… a weird thing to say.” “What’s your type

Then she looked up. “Also, for the record, you have really nice forearms.” carving knife hovering mid-air. His wife

Leo picked up his lawn care book. “I think I need a hobby. Something very unsexy. Like competitive taxidermy.”