Alden has always liked a challenge, and what could be more difficult than not one, but two stubborn boys? Five years ago the military returned me home short one leg with scars covering one side of my body. I learned to live with it, I built a new life for myself, and I found a way to love the new body I was given… there’s just one thing I can’t accept. I have no right to want someone as vibrant and beautiful as Nolan, not when a very vital part of my anatomy doesn’t want to work anymore. What use would a man like that be to him? Alden can’t seem to stop meddling between the two of us, and I hate to admit it, but there’s something about him that manages to fix what’s broken in me. Has anyone else ever developed a Daddy kink after getting blown to smithereens, or is it just me? More importantly, are the three of us going to be able to find a way to fit together?