Page 1 of Awakening His Daddy

Chapter 1

Joe

I can’t believe that my son would call me out this time of the night to come get him at a bar, and then not even be here.

Sorry but I found a hot guy and he’s going to give me a ride, winkie face.

Ugh, the oversharing.

I don’t mind that he’s gay, but the thought of mysonwith anyone isn’t something a father should ever have to picture.

I should have just sent a rideshare to get him, but last time, one of his friends puked in the car and that cost me two hundred and fifty bucks, so I’m not making that mistake again. And I’m not going to take any of his friends’ home either.

Unless it’s Izzy, but he’d never get that drunk. He’s young, but he’s made it clear to Leo that he’s done with his “slut phase” and is looking for his “forever phase.”

I shake my head.

My slut phase was a lot longer than twenty-six, and I still haven’t reached my forever phase. Maybe that’s because I haven’t foundthe right person, but at almost fifty, I might be beyond that point now.

I noticed more than a few appreciative glances while I was searching the bar for Leo, mostly from men. Too bad I’m straight, and it’s not like I have a lot of sex these days, anyway. It’s too hard to hide the letdown that comes with sex, and I don’t want to explain it to anyone or listen to them complain when I won’t take my shirt off.

Once, I told someone I had burn scars, and she was upset I didn’t trust her enough to let her see them. It was our first date. Of course, I didn’t trust her.

Yeah, I’m just going to go home and finish watching the Knights’ game. I’m almost to the door when a loud voice calls my name.

“Joe!” I turn to see Tyler heading toward me with wide-open arms. He’s pulled me into a hug before I can even stop him. “I didn’t think I’d see you tonight. Hell, I haven’t seen you at any of our outside events since...” He tilts his head like he’s searching his brain for the last time he saw me?—

Wait, did he say outside event? The only time I talk to this guy is?—

Then it hits me.

My son is a devious traitor.

He gets that from his mom.

I glare at him. “Since when does the Lactin Brotherhood hold events at clubs?”

“We hold lots of events. You just never come to any of them.” He puts an arm around my shoulder and leads me to the bar. “Come on, I’ll get you a drink.”

I look over my shoulder longingly at the exit door. “Fine, one drink.”

Even if I won’t dance or mingle.

He gets me a beer and takes me to a booth in the back where there are a few other members seated. Thankfully, it’s quieter back here.

“Hey, you guys remember Joe?”

I get some nods and smiles before we take a seat.

“So, what made you decide to join us tonight? We haven’t seen you in forever.” Mark, a fancy business-type, looks out of place. He’s wearing a suit in a bar. Who does that?

“I was out.”

They stare at me like they’re waiting for more.

“Right… So, how’s work?” Someone whose name I can’t remember tries to make small talk.

Too bad I’m not interested. “Busy.”

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