Jace Masterson is a God. Skilled with his hands and sporting a deliciously dirty mouth, he’s one of the most sought-after men in Toronto. And he’s mine. If I could smile, I would. I love it here. I love Jace. But most of all? I love how Jace handles me. Handle Me is a sentient object romance intended for audiences over 18 years old. This contains intimate relations between a human man and a sentient hockey stick. It passes the Harkness test, but it’s still weird. Read at your own risk!