Losing my hearing has far more consequences than I expected.
The physical part is frustrating and annoying, but the emotional part is so much harder. I don’t belong anywhere anymore, always an outsider.
And now there’s Dayton, the older, sexy firefighter who keeps popping up everywhere I go. At my gym, in my house, in my dreams.
Wait, why am I dreaming about him?
I don’t even like him—though that doesn’t seem to be mutual.
Surprisingly, Dayton understands my struggles better than anyone else, and before I realize what’s happening, he’s decided we’re friends.
Except I’m not sure I’m satisfied with just friendship anymore…
Accepting that I’m bi is easy, but why does the man Im falling for have to be Dayton?
