246. Dad Crush Direct

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

“Elena,” he whispered that night, lying in the dark. “She’s got a dad crush. On me.” 246. Dad Crush

The crush deepened into something more unsettling. Leo found a note in his lunchbox, written in glitter gel pen: “To the hottest project manager in the tri-county area. Have a good day. – Your secret admirer.” He knew the handwriting. He knew the glitter. Leo picked up his lawn care book