Jules Rose leads a quiet life working as a librarian. He’s happy to spend his spare time reading books and talking to his homicidal cat. What more could he wish for? But when his cozy Friday night is shattered by a friend request on his book community app, politeness gives him little choice but to accept. Jules doesn’t want to talk to anyone, but he can’t be rude. Besides, if he had to talk about something, books is the topic he’d pick.<br><br>Phoenix Ford is dyslexic and avoids everything that has to do with the written word, but when the colleague he’s trying to impress calls him stupid, he decides to convince the other man, he’s mistaken. All he needs is the right book to make him look smart, a perfect balance between intelligent and short. And who better to ask for help than a guy who loves books so much, he labeled one boner-worthy on a book app?<br><br>When Jules finds out Phoenix never has read a book from start to finish, he’s on a mission. He will find the right book, the book that will make Phoenix fall in love -- with reading. Phoenix’s plan might have been to listen to the book Jules picked for him to impress his colleague, but that was before he got to know him. Talking about books is a sure way to Jules’ heart, but is it enough for him to agree to go on a date?

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Damn…or something. Jules wasn’t sure. He wanted Nix to kiss him, wanted to touch him, feel all those muscles under his hands, but he didn’t want things to get awkward between them. “So…” He cleared his throat. “…how many currant bushes are we talking?”


Nix stopped measuring the coffee and grinned at him. “I have no idea. I can always buy more if it gets you to stay longer.” He winked.


“No?” Nix switched on the coffee maker and turned to him, wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him close. “I’m not sure I agree.”


Jules couldn’t breathe. He put his hand on Nix’s shoulder. Heat shot through his palm, up his arm, and into his chest. Slowly, Nix leaned closer, his lips gently touching Jules’. An electric current shot through him. Jules closed his eyes and went pliant in Nix’s arms. The groan as Nix deepened the kiss had fire licking at Jules’ limbs.


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