When seventeen-year-old Mark Potts fell from a balcony, he lost both the use of his legs and any faith in heroes. Now twenty-nine, he’s long-since come to terms with his injury. His job provides more opportunities for eye-rolling than for riding to anybody’s rescue, but with two kids to bring up, he barely has time for his husband, much less for heroics. Besides, Starr Bradford is a policeman -- how many heroes does one family need?<br><br>Mark and Starr love each other madly, but stress management is a load-bearing pillar of their happiness. When Mark’s coping skills fail him at exactly the wrong moment, he’s left hanging by a thread of words he should’ve kept in his mouth. He has the power to repair their relationship, but when Starr’s workday suddenly goes south, will he get to wield it? Keeping it together long enough to find out is a job worthy of any superhero!

You Had Me at Hero

“And braver than you isn’t possible.”


“Come on?” Starr sat up straighter. “You got balls, babe. Big ones. It’s the first thing I saw in you.”


“Bull. The first thing you saw was a hot blond dude who works out.”


Starr laughed. “All right, the second thing. There are plenty of people out there who would back down from meeting life on the terms it’s given you.”


“The fuck you don’t. You make the choice every day. To get out of bed and be a good man, be a good dad. To get on with being Mark instead of crying about woe is me.”


“And plenty of people have it way worse than I do. I’m not a hero, Starr, I’m a guy who got drunk and fell off a balcony.”


“You say po-tay-to…” Starr teased.


Chapter 31