Embrace Him
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I'm a world-famous gay relationship expert. I have my own television show, Boyfriend Academy. I’m six feet, five inches of ex-military muscle. My abs have their own Instagram account. And I can make hummus like nobody's business.
Still, I spend every night alone. My next coaching assignment is in Honey Bay. Middle-of-nowhere type place. The nearest Bergdorf Goodman is 331 miles away. The nearest hot guy, probably even farther. And I'm supposed to coach some dude named Holden.
Turns out Holden is gorgeous, cute as a pug, and he doesn't even know it. He's a car mechanic. And a nerd.
Holden will be such a catch. For his eventual boyfriend. The one I'm trying to help him find.
I can handle Honey Bay. I can even handle Holden's garage, his beer-chugging friends, and his uptight customers. But can I handle falling hopelessly in love?
The only man I've ever wanted is way out of my league... and he's my dating coach.
I came out at thirty. Late bloomer. If being perpetually single can be called blooming.
Avi is supposed to make me sociable, acceptable, date-able. Whatever. I'm not wearing daisy dukes to work, no matter what Avi says. This is Honey Bay, not Key West.
I'll go along with Avi's dating advice. It's the polite thing to do, even if I don't have much hope of finding love. Who would ever date a nerdy car mechanic with a ten-dollar haircut and a pet hedgehog?
Avi gives me a style makeover. He teaches me how to flirt. He even tags along on every cringeworthy date.
But how can I learn to date when the only man I want is my coach?
Embrace Him is a 52,000-word feel-good romance with a glam dating coach unexpectedly crashing into a nerdy mechanic. May contain chicken fried steak, a ruined sofa, vitamin D, and exactly three lube jokes.
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Steve Milton writes sexy, snarky feel-good stories about men loving men. Expect lots of laughs and not much angst.
He is a South Florida native, and when he's not writing, he likes cats, cars, music, and coffee.
