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204 pages, ebook
First published January 16, 2017
"I can do anything . . . With my beautiful, impossible boy."

"I want all of you . . . I love every part of you. All of it."


Ben pressed a familiar black bunny into Stan's hand.
"I don't need him anymore . . . I can hold you tonight."
"And tomorrow," Stan said.
"And tomorrow."
"I'm a boy and a girl both,in different ways.Some people call it gender-fluid."



For the most part,men didn't like being come on to by a man who looked more like a girl.A hot girl.A really hot,slightly confusing girl.Stan knew what he looked like-he owned it.
“As long as I can do it with my princess, I can do anything,” Ben murmured, the words soft against Stan’s lips. Stan smiled and pulled himself just a tiny bit closer to Ben’s solid chest. “With my beautiful, impossible boy.”
“You make me feel—” Stan said, then cut off the thought before he could voice it.
“Tell me.”
“So feminine.”
“I am so ridiculously in love with you.”
Stan turned and gave him one of his most devastating smiles. Leaning in slowly, he bumped their noses together.
“I know.”
“I don’t need him anymore,” Ben said, his voice husky from the weed. “I can hold you tonight.”
“And tomorrow,” Stan said.
“Yeah. And tomorrow.”


"He sees the girl and likes her, and can touch the boy and like him too. He doesn't try and make me 'fit' into any tick-box category. He just lets me be."
The two of them together made something, created something, and it was beautiful and unique and theirs.
“He sees the girl and likes her, and can touch the boy and like him too. He doesn’t try and make me ‘fit’ into any tick-box category. He just lets me be.”

“I can’t offer you much,” Ben said, “but I can promise you a lot.[...]
When we figure out what our family and our future will look like, I’ll do whatever it takes to make that real for us.”

"I love you. Please. If you love me too, the only thing I want you to promise me is to never take the man I love away from me. Never take the man who made my life complete away. I would never be able to forgive you if you did that.”

"This lovemaking soothed him, and as they climaxed together, vibrating with shared pleasure, Stan found a part of himself clicking into place. He was a lover. A partner. The two of them together made something, created something, and it was beautiful and unique and theirs."




who could see the girl and like her
and touch the boy and like him too...
until he walked into a bar and met Ben.
“There is no ‘what if,’” Ben said, throwing his hands up in exasperation. “I love you. That’s it. That has to be enough to make you want those things, Stan. I can’t give you any more than that. I love you. Please. If you love me too, the only thing I want you to promise me is to never take the man I love away from me. Never take the man who made my life complete away. I would never be able to forgive you if you did that.”










“I think I’m falling in love, Stan.”
“I think I am too.”

Stan. Jesus, that man could start wars. Like a modern-day Helen of Troy. It seemed like everything had come together when his DNA was being formed— the angels were singing and created a perfect balance of cheekbones, angled jaw, sparkling grey eyes, and long, long blond hair. Like a fucking mermaid.
“You’re a nice guy. And a mate. And a really hot girl, which is confusing, but I won’t make a pass at you ’cos Ben would knock my teeth out if I tried.”
“He sees the girl and likes her, and can touch the boy and like him too. He doesn’t try and make me ‘fit’ into any tick-box category. He just lets me be.”




