Trevor Mills knows how to make a room look like love. He’s spent five years pretending he doesn’t know what it feels like.

Every wedding ends the same way: Trevor coils the lighting cables, Adam Fischer takes down the tent, and the two best friends leave after everyone else. Sometimes there’s breakfast at their favorite diner. Sometimes Adam falls asleep on Trevor’s couch.

There is never a kiss.

At thirty-five, Trevor has built a successful business—and far too much of his life—around a man who thinks he’s straight. When an arena tour offers Trevor a chance at the career he once wanted, he finally starts making plans that don’t revolve around Adam.

Then another man kisses him.

Adam has never questioned why he keeps Trevor’s favorite milk in his fridge, why every business plan has both their names on it, or why nobody else feels quite like home. Watching someone else touch Trevor makes those questions impossible to ignore.

One confession leads to a first date. One kiss becomes a very good reason to stop going home alone.

But wanting Trevor is easier than learning how to love him without holding him back. And Trevor has spent so long being the easy one that asking for the life he wants might be the hardest thing he’s ever done.

Last Ones at the Wedding is a steamy standalone MM romance featuring longtime best friends, a bisexual awakening, working-class men, years of pining, and a happily ever after worth leaving the lights on for.

Last Ones at the Wedding

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