Dad Bod: Minotaur Labyrinth

Her new boss is a reclusive minotaur rock star with a terrible reputation. Falling for him was definitely not in the job description.

Stephanie

I desperately need a job.

What I don’t need is to arrive for an interview with a nearly seven-foot minotaur and have one of his naked hookups wander through the room.

I walk out.

Unfortunately, Alphonse Foster—Alfie to everyone but me—is persistent. He apologizes, sweetens the offer, and eventually convinces me to become the personal assistant to Labyrinth, the suddenly famous band he created from the privacy of his home.

Working for him would be easier if he weren’t enormous, horned, talented, unexpectedly funny... and increasingly hard to resist.

Soon I’m helping Alfie build a real band, leave the safety of his secluded life, and take Labyrinth on the road. Somewhere between late-night problem solving, international concerts, and discovering exactly how sensitive a minotaur’s horns can be, my boss becomes something much more dangerous.

The man I’m falling in love with.

There’s just one problem.

Alfie spent years welcoming women into his bed and sending them on their way. He swears that part of his life is over.

I want to believe him.

But believing I’m different from all the women before me might be the biggest risk I’ve ever taken.

Alfie

Stephanie Taylor walked out of our first meeting, and she was right to do it.

She came to my house looking for a job. I treated her time like it didn’t matter.

Getting her to come back was one of the smartest things I’ve ever done.

Steph can solve problems I don’t even know I have. She believes in my music, pushes me out of the house I’ve been hiding in for years, and somehow turns a collection of musicians into a band capable of performing around the world.

Then I make the mistake of falling in love with my employee.

I’ve had plenty of women. What I’ve never had is this.

Someone who wants Alfie, not the famous musician. Not the senator’s Other son. Not the minotaur she can brag about sleeping with.

Me.

But I gave myself a reputation long before Stephanie entered my life, and now she has every reason to wonder whether my promises mean anything.

I can’t erase my past.

Maybe I can write our future.