My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Ford never thought much about Orson Naples. He’s a cute guy who I’d seen around town a few times, but then one day he up and left and didn’t reappear until a few years later. No one knows where he went or what he was doing, all this gossipy town knows is that he’s a widower, owns the florist, and is friends with that divorced group that hang out at the Killer Brew all the time. But then one day Ford steps into his flower shop and go from rarely thinking about him, to him constantly being on his mind. When Ford walks into Orson's shop all uncontained energy and flirty quips in a pair of heavy work boots, he knows he should show him the door. Orson doesn't need fun or experiences. Especially when those experiences have him questioning things he thought he knew about himself.
This was a sweet story of how Orson discovered that he was not as straight as he thought he was and that his friendship with Ford went far deeper than just friends. Easy to read, feel and understand. This was an MM book with mature content.
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