Change was a big theme with this story. Jeremiah is a semi closeted paramedic and Collin is a glorified temp. They both know that they need more in their lives but are not sure what that is or how to get there. I loved that there was no "big bad" that needed to be overcome, no stalker exes, no abusive parents, just two sexy men that fell in love and dug deep to step up for each other. The chemistry between these men is hot and it was easy to cheer for their happily ever after.
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“Goddamn, you’re beautiful,” he whispered in my ear, his breath ghosting across my skin. I felt him even after he pulled away. “Th-thank you.” Still breathy, but with a pounding heart and a painfully hard cock to match. His lips wisped across my ear. “But maybes and if yous aren’t yeses, and that’s the only sex I get down with. Besides,” he said, pulling away and walking backward to the alley next to the side of the entrance, “I don’t know your name and I’m sure your mans is waiting for you.”
My heart hammered. Something about Jeremiah’s calm urged me to be the aggressor, because as lovely as lying here was, I wanted more. I skirted my hand down to the edge of Jeremiah’s shirt and snuck my hand under, inching upward until I found the smooth flesh of his abs. He groaned and pressed me tighter to him, but didn’t say anything. When he shifted, though, I felt his hardness and God, I needed a taste.
“Well, I can’t promise you hotels on the regular, but I think I could be down for movies and touristy shit.” I took a deep breath, feeling my heart tick back up. “But that’s not casual to me.” Collin looked confused for a second, then his face cleared. “Do you mean...?” “Mean what?” I wouldn’t put words in his mouth. I wanted to hear him say it. Now he was the one who took a deep inhale before breathing out slowly and closing his eyes. He rolled his lower lip in, and when it got to be too much, I gently pulled it out and cupped my hand against his cheek. He pressed into it and opened his eyes. “You want to do this? Us? Together?” I smiled. “Yeah, that’s exactly what I want.”
Jeremiah Stewart’s sexuality is no one’s business. Not that he’s hiding it. When—if—he finds the right one, he’ll absolutely introduce him to Mom. But a late-night brush with a sexy stranger in too much lip gloss has him rethinking nearly everything…
To Collin Galloway, direction is a four-letter word. Sure, he hates his job, he hates living with his parents and he really hates watching everyone move on without him. But he doesn’t know what he wants to do, long-term, and he won’t figure it out by thirsting over Jeremiah, the superhot, superintense paramedic who is suddenly everywhere Collin looks.
When Jeremiah’s faced with losing all he’s worked so hard to build, he reluctantly accepts Collin’s help. They’re both determined to stay professional…which works about as well as either would imagine. But Collin only does closets with clothes, and Jeremiah has to decide if he’s finally found the one worth bringing home to Mom.