South Pole. Two dudes. One cabin.
Coming to the South Pole to record leopard seal mating calls is my dream come true. Five years of research for a chance to finally record something no one else has.
What I don’t expect is Grant—my high school basketball captain, my old biology lab partner—showing up as my assigned diver. Back then, he was arrogant. Had no time for me except my notes.
Now he’s a master diver. Steady hands. Quiet intensity. Every time he looks at me, my pulse spikes. I’m straight. Or I thought I was.
But somewhere between the long days, the one-bed cabin, and the way he keeps touching me, something isn’t lining up anymore. And I don’t know what that means.
Tropes: Antarctica cabin One bed Nerd x Jock Gay awakening First time A steamy, low-angst, fun standalone short read of 17,000 words with HEA.
