The Turning TIde (The Fischer Men #1)

Finn

FINN

I’d forgotten about being on the boat and the constant movement. About my insecurities and worries. I forgot about my grief, my scars, my lonely existence. I’d forgotten about anything that wasn’t these two men. One of which was on his knees, blindfolded, bound, cockwarming the other, who’d just kissed me for so long that my body hummed and my heart screamed the same thing over and over again.

I was in love with these two men, and I had the strangest feeling that it might be mutual.