He was my safe harbor. Now, he’s my obsession.
Grant didn’t have anywhere else to go. When his life in Denver shattered after a brutal betrayal, he retreated to the only place that ever felt like home: a crumbling farmhouse in the foothills of Aspen Ridge. And the only man he ever trusted to help him put the pieces back together was Miller.
Miller is twelve years older, built like the oak beams he frames, and possessed of hands that are as scarred as they are steady. To Grant, Miller was always the protective older brother figure—the one who taught him to drive stick and patched up his first black eye.
But as the summer heat settles over the workshop, the air between them changes. It’s in the way Miller’s sweat-soaked shirt clings to his lats. The way his calloused fingers linger during a simple hand-off of a tool. The way his dark eyes track Grant’s every move with a hunger that’s anything but brotherly.
When a storm strands them alone in a remote cabin, the thin line they’ve walked for years finally snaps. In the dark, there are no more secrets. Only the raw, heavy friction of skin against skin and a desire that has been decades in the making.
Grant thought he came back for a place to sleep. He didn’t realize he was walking straight into the arms of a man who would finally claim him—body and soul.
Contains: Age gap, blue-collar heat, first-time MM experiences, and intense, high-heat scenes. No cliffhangers. HEA guaranteed.
ADULT CONTENT – 18+ READERS ONLY!
