Lt. Cameron Bradshaw is an adrenaline junkie. You have to be to be a navy fighter pilot. It would never occur to him that his new lover, Dr. Mason Flynn, would think buying a new motorcycle to replace the one that was destroyed in his near fatal accident, was an insanely stupid idea. After a brief, vicious argument, Cam seeks distraction in the company of a young woman he's dated a few times in the past. Will anger push him into her bed or will guilt stop him?

When you see a note for an oncology appointment on the calendar, you make some assumptions, and they're not always the right ones. Cam Bradshaw knows that his lover Mason Flynn is burning the candle at both ends, juggling his regular job as an orthopedic surgeon against refining his psychic healing skills with the help of training at Division P. Mason is stressed and tired, nothing seems be going right. Seeking all possible ways to save a dying patient Mason reluctantly agrees to tag along on an assignment that Cam is doing for Division P. Things go wrong, drastically wrong. Choices have to be made and not all of those choices are Mason's to make.

When you're just learning to ride a motorcycle, clutching is an acquired skilled. Learning to judge when to squeeze tight and when to relax your hand is not necessarily an easy task. Mason Flynn is not very good at the letting go part, and that's true of all the parts of his life. Coming to terms with the concept of a patient he cannot save, seeing an old lover, and realizing that Cam Bradshaw's love for him may run deeper and stronger than he dared to hope all weave together into Mason working toward learning when it's time to let go.