Jackson Manning trusted the water more than he trusted desire, holding to a life that had to stay perfect until the ocean stripped that control from him and left him unwilling to risk it again.
Forrest Castillo came into Driftwood Jack’s without expecting to leave with the owner, then found that one night was not enough to shake his interest in Jackson.
Jackson keeps turning him away and calling every meeting a coincidence, even as he leans into Forrest’s hand at his throat.
Forrest calls it fate and refuses to mistake that hunger for indifference.
Their one-night stand deepens into an MM hurt-comfort romance between a man terrified of giving himself over and a man patient enough to wait.
Jackson still will not explain why he cannot surrender the control he guards so fiercely, and Forrest is nowhere near ready to walk away.
