Rico: I know my life. I know what it’s like. I own Nocturne, one of the biggest clubs for miles around. I deal with the punks who work for me because even if they’re like younger siblings, they’re still punks. And I’m okay being the grumpy old man everyone thinks I am. I’m not that old but screw it, let them call me what they want. That’s been my life for years, and it is what it is. I’m happy with it. I know what to expect. Until Ryan came along and threw everything I thought I knew about the world on its head. I even caught him cleaning my office…Twice! Why do I need a club manager in the first place? Why does he have to be exactly my type? And how come he doesn’t think I’m a grumpy asshole? Ryan: Finding my life at a standstill, especially when I thought it was about to take off, is depressing, but I’m not going to let it drag me down that easily. Instead, I’d accepted what happened and decided to crash with my best friend and his boyfriend…who I’m pretty sure secretly hates me. Life, however, wasn’t ready to simply let me coast on by while I figured out what to do. Instead, it threw me a new job and a grumpy butthole of a boss in the form of Rico. But despite what everyone says, I can see he’s so much more than just a grumpy old man…despite the mess in his office. He cares about everyone. He’s just my type and now I think I’m falling head over heels for him. Sleeping with the boss rarely works out well. Throw in two completely opposite personalities and a twenty-year age gap, and Rico and Ryan’s growing relationship is doomed to failure…or is it?