Hidden Desire

Hidden Desire

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"They weren't lovers, but they weren't just friends either. They were something else entirely-two souls who recognized the ache in each other, even when the rest of the world couldn't see it." Evan Buckley is a firefighter at the 118 but recently he has started street racing to deal with his mental health Eddie Diaz is also a firefighter at the 118 and has been caged fighting behind his friend's backs as a way of letting out pent up rage. Will these coping mechanisms bring them closer or further apart?
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After being struck by lightning, Evan Buckley survived - but he didn't feel alive. His world was unraveling, his first serious relationship ended, and nothing seemed to make sense anymore... until a chance encounter in a grocery store changed everything. A little girl in meltdown. A foster mom on the verge of giving up. Six homes in eight months. "Nobody wants the broken ones," she whispered. But Buck knew what it was like to feel broken. And he wasn't going to let her go. What began with a gallon of milk turned into a fight for something more - for family, for healing, for love. As Buck takes on the role of a foster father, he finds himself slowly piecing together not just a life for Ava, but a home for himself... one where Eddie Diaz is always nearby, always steady, always watching. Because sometimes love doesn't hit all at once. Sometimes, it's quiet. Sometimes, it's just brave enough to stay. *Based on a Reddit Post*

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