Page 11 of Scouting the Single Dad

Hayes:

Go ahead.

Layla:

Are you comfortable doing a quick Q&A on the main stage? Nothing invasive. Favorite pre-game meal, advice to kids who want to play sports. That sort of thing. Fun stuff.

Hayes:

I can do that.

Layla:

Random, non-logistical question: what do you do for fun that’s not football?

Hayes:

Build stuff in my garage.

Layla:

Like what—birdhouses?

Hayes:

Shelves. Benches.

Hayes:

I also love yard work. Is that weird?

Layla:

Weird? Only if you name your hedge trimmer.

Hayes:

Negative, hedge trimmer is unnamed.

Layla:

Do you have opinions about mulch??

Hayes:

Dark over red. Clean edge trim. Straight lines when I mow.

Layla:

Be still my beating heart—a man who respects a crisp edge.

Chapter 2

Hayes

“Explain to me again what we’re doing?”

Benny’s question pipes up behind me as I yank both our suitcases off the carousel, the wheels thudding on the floor loud enough to draw a look from the guy next to me. I grunt, shifting the bags into one hand and curling my other around the strap of her backpack. I heft it onto my shoulder.