Bridges Barfield is a man of rigid standards and stern demeanor. He finds it hard to relax and accept new things, though he gives it his best. He’s still recovering from the end of a bad relationship, but he’s not letting it stop him from searching for love. Then he meets Trenton LeDoux and they hit it off, despite their differences. Meaning, Trenton’s magenta hair, lip ring, and free spirit.<br><br>Trenton is forthright, refreshing, and not afraid to go after what he wants. But the fact that he can’t seem to get past his grief and possible guilt over his husband’s death makes it difficult to move forward. It doesn’t help that Bridges suffers from foot-in-mouth syndrome, which earns him a slap across the face when he says the wrong thing to Trenton. Which is often.<br><br>When they finally get beyond the angry words, will their union be truly heartfelt?

Heavy Metal Heartfelt Blues

Trenton swallowed. “Kelly rarely ever let me be anything except a receiver in the bedroom. I like both, but he was all about control. It would be nice to…have the option to do otherwise.”


I cleared my throat. “Good. That’s good to know.”


Thankfully, the oven dinged, and we could get started on dinner.


The mood had shifted subtly after our discussion about Noah. Trenton kept finding reasons to touch my hand or nudge my foot with his. I certainly didn’t mind. I was as into him as he appeared to be with me. But I let him set the pace.


I patted my stomach after we finished our meal. “Damn, you’re a good cook. I’m glad I have a workout routine.”


“I bet it has lots of push-ups and sit-ups, the way you’re built.”


I caught Trenton eyeing me as he wiped his mouth with a napkin. The wine was working its magic on us, though we hadn’t had that much, just a glass each.


“Sure, among other things. I play heavy metal while I’m working out to keep the blood pumping.”


Chapter 11