The Anti-Boyfriend by Penelope Ward

Gah! Guys I LOE single parent books and this one? This one took the cake. Throw in a hot neighbor and we had the makings for a funny and steamy read. I swear I swooned as much as I laughed.
This was a friends to lovers read that took turns you didn't see coming.
As much as I was rooting for the couple I understood where the hesitance was and was here for that as well. The auth did an amazing job of really having the characters take the baby's well ebbing into account and I LOVED that this wasn't one of those reads where everything just fits together perfectly for the start. These two had their struggle but they also had their wins and I loved every page of it. They had me literally laughing out loud page after page as I feel in love with this developing family. A perfect swoon summer read.
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From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel. At first, my neighbor Deacon frustrated me. Sure, he was great-looking and friendly. But our walls were thin, and on occasion, he’d bring women to his place and keep me awake while he “entertained” them. As a single mother to an infant, I didn’t appreciate it. So, finally it was my turn. When my daughter wouldn’t stop wailing one night, Mr. Manwhore came knocking on my door. Miraculously, at the sound of his voice, Sunny stopped crying. And when he held her…she eventually fell asleep in his arms. Deacon was rough on the exterior, but apparently on the inside? Mr. Single-and-Ready-to-Mingle was a baby whisperer. After that night, we became friends. He’d go for coffee runs. Come over to chat. Normal friend stuff. But over time, our conversations ran deeper. We got closer. Until one night we crossed the line. Our friendship turned into a complicated mess. I’d gone and fallen for a guy who’d sworn off commitment and kids. I knew Deacon was starting to care for me too, even though Sunny and I didn’t fit into any plan he’d ever imagined for himself. He was wrong for me—so wrong that I’d dubbed him the “anti-boyfriend.” Then why did I wish more than anything that I could be the one woman to change him?