Numbers Boy

Steve
After I kicked my cheating dirtbag (and that’s putting it nicely) of a boyfriend to the curb, I’ve audited my life and made a plan. Step one, start performing again. Step two, adopt an adorable dog that aforementioned cheating dirtbag wouldn’t allow. Step three, enjoy.
Nowhere in my plan did I account for a hunky, tattooed dog walker to show up and sweep me off my feet. But with assets like his, who could blame me for going off script? The only question now is am I ready to share my whole self with someone again? Or...

Steve
After I kicked my cheating dirtbag (and that’s putting it nicely) of a boyfriend to the curb, I’ve audited my life and made a plan. Step one, start performing again. Step two, adopt an adorable dog that aforementioned cheating dirtbag wouldn’t allow. Step three, enjoy.
Nowhere in my plan did I account for a hunky, tattooed dog walker to show up and sweep me off my feet. But with assets like his, who could blame me for going off script? The only question now is am I ready to share my whole self with someone again? Or will this all add up to disaster?

Noah
My life is good. Between my job of taking care of people’s pets, my side gig singing at local bars, and spending as much time as I can with my nieces and best friend, there’s not much more I could want. So why is my newest client such a temptation? I’ve never met anyone who affects me like he does, and the more I learn, the more I want to know. But will he ever show me everything?