The Ridge Between
Stacey Sinclaire
He’s my son’s best friend.
He grew up in my house. Sat at my table. Trusted me.
I never meant to see him this way.
There wasn’t a moment it changed, just a slow shift I didn’t notice until it was too late.
Now I think about him constantly.
Every Friday he comes home, and I sit in my truck in the driveway, giving myself five more minutes before I have to face him.
Because once I step inside, I don’t know how much longer I can pretend this isn’t real.
A slow-burn M/M romance set in small-town Colorado. One pale yellow house on Elk Creek Road. Two men on opposite sides of a line they were never supposed to cross.
Age gap • Bisexual awakening • Best friend’s father • Found family • Explicit • HEA
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