Raising my sister's autistic son was an unexpected plot twist in my own life. But I loved every minute of it. Even if those minutes meant everything ran on a rigid schedule with little time for anything else. 
 
I lived my life for him: software developer by day, bartender by night. He’d want for nothing. And I had no time to want anything. But lately it’s getting harder to do it all on my own. 
 
Enter Will.
My boss’s son. 
He’s here to help me with Miller. But somehow he’s helping me realize maybe the life I’d envisioned, the life I thought I’d being do alone, can be different. 
 
And he’s not only giving me the extra time I needed for Miller’s care and work and life. But he’s giving me back that time to want. 
And he’s making me want him. 
Making me want more.