Two single dads. One huge grudge. And one tiny tent. It's hard enough balancing two jobs with raising my son solo. Forget dating. I barely have time for laundry. But when my son's scouting troop The Falcons needed a co-scout leader, I couldn't say no. There's just one ginormous problem: the other scout leader Russ. To all other parents, he's #DadGoals, Mr. Sexy Widower who lords over the drop off line. To me? He's the bane of my picket-fenced existence - stuck up, anal (not in the fun way), and definitely the person who got me booted from the Parent Teacher Association. I can't let him wrest control of The Falcons and have history repeat itself - no matter how hot he looks in his khaki uniform. Thing is, the more we work together, the more I glimpse the caring man lurking under the cold exterior. Maybe he isn't the completely wretched human being I thought. We'd both sworn off romance to focus on fatherhood, and nothing's going to change that, not even sharing a too-small tent in the wilderness. Right? The Falcon and the Foe is an MM enemies-to-lovers romance containing hot single dads, sizzling snarky banter, pitched tent puns, skinny dipping, and an HEA. It's the first in the Single Dads Club series, but can be read as a standalone.