I thought I knew Warren Cole.
My best friend’s father. Forty-eight. Built like the wildfire work that made him. Seven years of holiday tables and fishing trips and me telling myself I wasn’t looking.
Then Dex cancelled. And it was just us. Three days. One cabin. No buffer.
First night he held eye contact four seconds too long and said things I haven’t said out loud yet.
I told myself it was the whiskey.
Second day his hand wrapped my forearm on the river and didn’t pull back.
I told myself it was nothing.
Third day it rained. Nowhere to go. Just the fire, the whiskey, and Warren’s hands on my shoulders working out a knot that had nothing to do with why I stopped breathing.
I’ve been straight my whole life.
He’s known that. He waited anyway. Three years of knowing exactly what he wanted and being decent enough to let me get there myself.
I got there.
And now I can’t remember what I was so afraid of finding.
Explicit MM. Straight to gay. Age gap. First time.
Warning: For adults only! 18+


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