My Best Friend's Dad is a Treat not a Trick

Sydney has a system.

A website with face-blurred photos. A spreadsheet color-coded by client reliability. A one-bedroom apartment with her name on the lease and nobody else's. At nineteen, she's running a business she built from scratch — she just can't tell anyone what it is.

She needs an edge for Halloween. A love potion, or whatever the woman at the occult shop is willing to sell her for a hundred dollars and a lecture about karma. Something to make the tips go from generous to stupid. Something that smells like pumpkin spice and feels like confidence.

Two bookings cancel. The third one knocks.

Kirk Linden — her best friend's divorced father. The man she's been flirting with since she was sixteen. The one who never, not once, looked back.

He's looking now.

He tries to leave. She won't let him. And what starts as the most awkward professional encounter of her career becomes the night that rewrites both their lives — one safeword, one pumpkin costume, and one spray bottle that might be doing more than she bargained for.

She didn't bargain for this type of smut...