Iggy Wilker never expected his 36th birthday to turn into an existential crisis. When Iggy’s friends celebrate him with his usual favorite pastime -- drinking, dancing, and willing guys -- he suddenly wants nothing to do with any of it. He’s fed up and ready for something else. The question is what?<br><br>Ronan Clenney has had his eye on his neighbor forever, but as a single father of a precocious eleven-year-old, he’s never believed he stands a chance. But over a late night cup of tea, it seems circumstances have changed. Is this the right time, finally?<br><br>Iggy has never believed in romance, but can Ronan show him he’s wrong? That love is a real thing?

Awakenings and French Songs

I shrug at them and roll my eyes again. I’m surprised I haven’t made them pop out of my head these last couple minutes. “Because calling me a derogatory name somakes me want to suck your small-ass dick,” I throw back and storm out of the bathroom. I want to add that five-three is way taller than the average little person, but I stop myself. Arguing the finer points of being short versus being of short stature with a belligerent idiot seems futile.


Chapter 2