At thirty-six, Ian feels done with the world. When a night at a bar goes as poorly as expected, he wants only to return home to be miserable in peace. Instead, he encounters Jordan. Hot, young, and interested, Jordan is everything Ian's ever wanted and nothing he believes himself capable of actually obtaining.<br><br>Jordan has enough going on in his life trying to scrape together a living for himself and his autistic son. When he meets Ian, all he wants is a brief, erotic moment and nothing else.<br><br>But fate throws them together again and again, and Ian finds himself determined to do whatever it takes to give their story a happy ending -- no matter what secrets Jordan's past has waiting for him.

Sonata

“What happened?” Ian tried to ask. His words were all but mute as they croaked through his dry throat.


“Water?” he was asked and Ian nodded at the suggestion. The water tasted stale, warm and in any other circumstance, Ian would have considered it unpalatable. But the relief to his mouth and throat made up for everything else and he drew on the straw that was offered to him like it was the sweetest elixir he’d ever been granted the leave to enjoy. It hit his stomach hard though and he pulled away before he wanted to, just to force it back down his throat. He took a deep breath, looked up at the nurse, and repeated his question.


Her smile was indulgent but her eyes kind. “You, my friend, had a heart attack.”


“Impossible,” Ian told her, fighting to get more conviction behind his breathy speech. “I’m only thirty-six.”


Her laugh was sweet, bright, and annoying as all fuck. “I’ll let you argue that with the doctor, okay?”


Chapter 40