"The ladies love a guy who's good with kids."

Ingrid couldn't keep her eyes off of Adam as he played with Carrie and Danny, Matt Jackson's son and daughter. Matt was gracious enough to invite both Gavin and Ingrid to his daughter's fifth birthday party, and both were due to attend. However, at the last minute, Gavin had to pull out to attend some meeting in Los Angeles. It didn't stop him from sending Carrie a huge gift, but it meant Ingrid was there alone.

Well, alone with the Bucks and Adam Cole.

Matt's wife Alison was busy in the kitchen decorating Carrie's cake, and Matt was helping her and setting up everything else. Ingrid was standing in the doorway between the kitchen and family room, watching as Adam sat with Carrie, Danny in his lap, and played chef with her. He was being so animated while flipping the plastic pancakes and pretending to put the spatula in his ponytail.

"What do you mean I can't put the spatula in my hair?!" he exclaimed as Carrie giggled. "I thought you could!"

"Nooooooo!" Carrie said in between giggles. "It gets dirty in your hair! Then the pancakes will have hair!"

"You mean pancakes aren't supposed to have hair in them?"

"EEEWWWW!" she exclaimed through even more giggles.

"The ladies love a guy who's good with kids," Matt whispered in Ingrid's ear as he snuck up behind her with the fruit platter in his hands.

"What are you even talking about?" she asked, but he only grinned at her and walked away.

Ingrid huffed, looking behind her to see Alison putting the finishing touches on the cake. "Do you need any help, Alison?" Ingrid asked as she walked into the kitchen. "This cake looks amazing. You might have to make mine when my birthday rolls around."

"Thanks girl," Alison smiled, "but I'm all good here. You can go back to ogling Adam."

Ingrid's jaw dropped. "I was not ogling Adam," she tried to defend herself.

"You were practically drooling at the mouth," Alison smiled. "I mean, it's okay, I get it – he's a total babe -"

"I was NOT -"

"Don't try and fight me on this. Have you been giving him signals? Has he been giving you signals?" Alison asked, getting excited.

"Besides the fact that he's completely annoyed with me? That's the only thing he's made abundantly clear," Ingrid said.

"Trust me, he's not annoyed with you," Alison said.

"You're not training with him day in, day out," Ingrid replied. "I mean, he has his moments, but most of the time it's as if he wants nothing to do with me."

"You have me there, but I can guarantee you he doesn't hate you. Adam just…takes a while to get used to things. You'll see. I bet he likes you a lot more than you think."

Ingrid snorted. "I don't think so."