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Enemies with Benefits 3: Daddy issues
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Ongoing, First published Mar 20, 2022
Mature
Ezra didn't have it easy as a kid. Things were rough and that was putting it lightly. But now that he was an adult, he was independent, everything was a lot better. He was pursuing his dream job, he had a place of his own, he was engaged to his high school sweetheart, Colby Williams. He should be happy, but he knows somethings still wrong. In a last ditch effort to have some sort of family in his life, he reaches out to someone he thought he'd never talk to again, his dad.

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Steven has made a lot of mistakes in his life. He's trying his best to atone for them and all he wants now is to reconnect with his only son. That son being the only mistake he didn't make. However, they don't understand each other, they live such different lifestyles. After meeting a handsome stranger in a club one night, how far was Steven willing to go to understand his son? 



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