A gender-fluid cutie, a workaholic hottie, and a hookup gone right.BlakeNo romantic relationship could ever compete with my dream job. Sure, it gets lonely, but that's what occasional hookups are for. Work-life balance? Who cares? I certainly don't. Until chest pains bring me to my knees and land me in the emergency room.It's a wake-up call I can't afford to ignore.When my well-meaning family encourages me to make some major life changes, like hiring a meditation and physiotherapist, whatever that is, I'm worried enough to agree.Imagine my surprise when my practitioner turns out to be the hookup I haven't been able to forget.

StefWhat's a fabulously vivacious gender-fluid beauty to do when stress is high and Prince Charmings aren't lined up at their door? Head to the club to recharge my sparkle on the dance floor. I have no intention of hooking up with anyone. Hookups are not my thing.Then I see the slightly older hottie in the Tom Ford suit, and all my self-restraint goes up in a blast of glitter.When it turns out he's my new meditation client and my friend's older brother, I'm sure the universe is messing with me.Because mixing business with pleasure is a huge no-no.So why does my heart keep shouting yes?Free Me is a low-angst, opposites attract, worlds collide, contemporary LGBTQ romance about a hookup gone right. It contains no cheating, and a guaranteed HEA.