Caleb: Nobody’s better at being alone than me. I’ve perfected the art of isolation: I go to work at Luna’s Diner, come home, and I definitely don’t go on dates anymore.But then Beck walked into my diner looking like the textbook definition of a hot, single dad–tall, bearded, and the kindest eyes this side of the Rockies.And I let my guard down for the first time in years.He’s straight, but soon … years.He’s straight, but soon he wants to keep me close. In-bed-together close. I’d forgotten just how good it could feel. But I have no room in my life…
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