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 groan and force myself to stop thinking about how hot Ronan is or I’ll never be able to fall asleep, and I’m already going to regret staying up this late when the alarm goes off in the morning.


But maybe spending every night in my sweats in Ronan’s kitchen, listening to a French guy belting out his heartbreak for all the world to hear, isn’t such a bad idea after all.


My stomach is full of anxiously fluttering butterflies when I knock on Ronan’s door early Saturday morning. After Wednesday’s birthday fiasco, I’d declined to go out with my friends yesterday, almost killing them with shock. “But you never say no, Iggy.” Instead, I was bored to sleep early by a brainless movie on Netflix, and woke up before six A.M., well rested and unable to go back to sleep. I don’t even wake up before six on a work day. What the fuck is wrong with me?


Chapter 5