Who's Your Daddy

Dadcoms, Book 1

By: Brittanee Nicole, Jenni Bara

Narrated by: Sean Masters, Angelina Rocca

Lola Penelope Caruso is my favorite person to torment. When she’s had enough of me, her freckled cheeks go rosy, her tiny hands ball into fists, and she pulls at her signature tight braid and lets down her long red hair.

I thought I'd seen her at her worst when we told her she’d have to move from New York City to a dump in Jersey with our law firm. But then a six-year-old showed up at my office with a note around his neck and my smile on his face, and she had to ask: Who's your daddy?

Now annoying her isn’t quite as fun. Apparently my ability to keep plants and fish alive does not mean I’m qualified to raise a child. He's smart and funny, and I'm pretty sure he'll raise me with more success than I can him.

Fortunately, we have one thing in common: our infatuation with Lola. Is it possible that she could ever like me as much as she likes him?

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So funny

I wasn’t sure that this would be as good as the MomCom series, but it was so good.

Unique set up well written characters.

Unique set up well written characters. It’s as if they took a bottle episode approach of a tv show and made it into a book.

Super cute

This story is super cute. I love callum and how adorable he is. Lola was great as well and their relationship was super cute. The story is overall cute. No real big drama, no painful angst, no super spicy spice.

Fun Fast light hearted read

office romance, fun banter, enemies to lovers and on adorable manchild with a cute accent!!

Meh.

I’m sorry, but it’s a big ‘ol “meh for me. I had such high hopes for this book because I’m *obsessed* with the mom-com books. They’re my favorites, and this just doesn’t do it for me.

I don’t understand why they made the MMC a bumbling idiot. It’s annoying and Beckett Langfield would NEVER. Nor would any of the other Mom-com men. Blech.

I don’t care how golden retriever you make this man- NO WOMAN wants a man we have to raise ourselves. This is a pass for me, sadly. (Which I have NEVER SAID about these authors.)