Give Me Three

He’s always been straight, so imagine his surprise when he finds himself attracted to the veterinarian and his husband…

Jaxon
When I lost my wife to cancer, I thought my life would forever be in shambles. I didn’t know how to be a parent without her. I didn’t know how to be a functioning adult without her.
Somehow, I managed it. I healed. I moved on.
Moving to Gainesville, FL to be closer to my son and his boyfriends, who were basically my own kids, too, was an easy decision. But it’s that “easy” decision that flips my entire world upside down.
When I take Ash, the tiny little kitten I found in my overgrown backyard, to the vet, I don’t expect to be attracted to the younger blonde veterinarian. I don’t know what to do when my body reacts to his teasing and flirting. I’ve always been straight.
And when his husband pops into the office, surprising him with lunch, I find I’m just as attracted to him, too. I begin crashing. I’m forty-three-years old. I’m way too old to be having a bi-awakening or some strange gay-for-them moment.
But I am. I am 100% having an identity crisis at forty-three.
And the hot veterinarian and his husband? Yeah, they’re not letting me escape. They want me. And they’re determined to make me theirs by any means necessary.