"Kevin Baker is a banker, fifty-eight years old, but tells anyone who seems interested that he’s fifty-five. He regularly visits his gym in order to keep in shape, as well as to scope out the hunks. One particular hunk, Jake Whittiker is a leather-clad,muscled, tattooed, shaven headed biker. Kevin is infatuated with Jake and takes every opportunity to check the guy out.
On the surface, Kevin and Jake couldn't be more different, however, they have certain things in common: both are gay and are seeking love in lieu of meaningless brief encounters. Both also have something they are hiding.
Life for Kevin becomes increasingly complicated when passion and testosterone take over his normally reticent behavior. He agrees to go back to Jake’s house for s*x. Here Jake’s secret is revealed and Kevin inadvertently confesses what he, too, has been holding back. The happy future for which both yearned seems impossible.
Now the lies and omissions are revealed, can Jake and Kevin accept each others' imperfections and weave a new future with what's left?"
Kevin Baker sat at his desk in the Third Street Bank and Trust. Anxious about the time, he surreptitiously checked his watch as his secretary droned on with the review of that day’s accomplishments. It was 4:46 P.M. Fourteen more minutes. Please don’t let any last minute drama come busting through that door, Kevin thought. I wanta get to the gym. I gotta see him again. The ‘him’ was a six foot something hunk of a bear—as the personals would describe him—who had captivated Kevin’s attention at the local gym for the previous three weeks. He didn’t come to the gym every day, but came often enough that Kevin was always looking for him, always hoping he would show up. The guy was husky and handsome. His head was shaved; he had hoops in both ears and a tattoo of a leopard on his upper left