Chasing Him by Kennedy Fox is the third book in the Bishop Brothers series. Check out an exclusive excerpt from the novel here plus enter a chance to win signed copies!
If you’re a fan of single dad romances, than Chasing Him by Kennedy Fox is the book for you!
The novel follows John Bishop as he runs the family’s bred and breakfast and gets a big surprise left on his doorstep one day. Enter nanny Mila Carmichael, she arrive to show John everything he needs to know about being a new dad. Of course, things get complicated along the way.
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‘Chasing Him’ by Kennedy Fox exclusive excerpt:
“Hey,” John says, standing in the doorway holding Maize. “Everything okay?”
Instantly I smile. “Yes, it’s great. I was looking for you two when I got back.” I stand and go to Maize. “There’s my sweet girl.” I kiss her pinchable cheeks before taking her from John’s arms.
He places his hands on his hips and his mouth falls open as he scans my newly decorated room.
“What?” I ask, pretending to not have a clue.
“Aaron Rodgers? The Green Bay Packers? Are you kiddin’ me? Don’t you know we fly the blue and white in the household?”
“Not in this area of the house, we don’t,” I tell him, holding Maize, as he walks around the room and looks at all of my Packer gear.
“You’re as bad as River. Packer nation is her territory. Disgusting.” He pretends to shiver. “I think I need a shower after being around this trash. I might sleep in my Cowboy’s jersey tonight just to wash away the green and gold stank.”
I scoff. “So you’re a shi-crap talker? Oh man. You better be glad football season isn’t for a few more months. I’m a die-hard football fan and will out-game anyone.”
“There’s always pre-season, baby. America’s Team all the way!” John shouts, leaving the room. I hurry and grab the onesie that mom sent and change Maize into it. She’s such a good sport about it, which makes this even better. We walk into the living room and I don’t say a peep about it, waiting to see how long it’ll take him to realize.
I place Maize in her Jumperoo, pull it around, and sit next to him on the couch as he flips through the channels.
He glances over at me and when our eyes meet, it’s as if all the air leaves the room and I’m no longer able to breathe. I watch as he swallows hard and I open my mouth to say something, but I’m not sure what I was going to say. There’s too much flowing between us, too many unspoken words and I feel my cheeks heat. His eyes dart over to Maize and widen.
“What in the world do you have on my daughter?” He stands up to go to her, and I quickly jump up and block him.
“Mila Carmichael! You should move outta my way!” He tries to give me his best stern voice.
“Nope,” I tell him with a smirk.
“This is your last chance,” he warns with a grin.
I shake my head and that’s when his hands slither their way into my sides and he begins tickling me. I scream out in laughter and try to push him away but he’s too strong. Losing my balance, I grab on to his shirt and soon we’re both falling onto the couch laughing. Our faces are merely inches apart and I feel the warmth of his breath brush against my cheek. We both still, staring into one another’s eyes, before he pushes himself up. Thankfully, he changes the subject back to the Packers jersey Maize is wearing. She’s jumping and kicking her feet, smiling.
“See, she loves it.” I stand, brushing the loose hairs from my face.
“She doesn’t know she bleeds blue and white yet. Not fair trying to push your cheese head tactics on an infant. You should be ashamed of yourself.” He laughs, lightening the mood. “You’re from Georgia. Why Green Bay?”
Crossing my arms over my chest, I shoot him a sexy smirk. “Because Aaron Rodgers is hot and obviously good with his hands.”
“You’re kiddin’, right?” He gives me a look of disapproval and by the way his lips pout have me remembering the way I kissed him the other night. Actually, I haven’t stopped thinking about it but neither of us have brought it up since then.
I shake my head and plop back on the couch as he continues to stand.
“You’re telling me you are a super fan because of scrawny Rodgers?” John looks at me like I’ve lost my mind.
“Yep, I’d have his babies. All his babies,” I say nonchalantly.
This causes him to laugh at me. “You want Green Bay babies from a goofy looking dude.”
“A girl can dream.” When I close my eyes, I’m not thinking about football or Aaron Rodgers. No, I’m thinking about John and Maize, which causes my heart to lurch forward.
“Hate to interrupt you while you’re in fantasy land, but Mama packed up some leftovers for dinner for tonight. I’ll warm them up after I take a shower, if that’s okay.”
I nod and he walks to the bathroom. With a smile, I glance over at Maize who’s as happy as can be wearing her Packers onesie. She’s blinking up at me with the Nuk in her mouth that she must’ve grabbed on the tray, and I pick her up and hold her against my chest. Each time she rests her head against my shoulder, I have the urge to hold her just a little tighter. I try to take in each little moment we share together.