Resting Beach Face

He could have anyone he wants…so why is he so interested in me?

Cash is a gorgeous chaotic bi guy with a reputation for getting around. And me? I’m the antisocial grump, closed off and lonely.
We should be like oil and water. They say opposites attract, but when you’re graysexual, that equation doesn’t balance out.
Or does it?
When Cash gets close, my defenses begin to crumble one by one. Each warm smile, each friendly gesture or hug makes me realize what I’m missing.
Cash’s sunny warmth is like a ray of light breaking through the clouds. I can’t help but soak it up.
But can I really trust the town player to keep my heart safe when no one else ever has?