Ringo, Slippery Banana by Danielle Norman

A gorgeous man, a sexy fireman, and a crazed gunman walked into a Drag Queen restaurant on a busy Sunday morning.
It sounded like a joke until…
The shooter fled, I was left bleeding on the floor, and the sexy as hell fireman peered into my eyes. Why couldn’t I have choked and got mouth to mouth resuscitation?

This was our story.
Two men.
One raging inferno of emotions.
He was rugged boots and a red fireman helmet, who kept more than fire gear in his closet.
Most days, I was glitter stilettos and red lipstick, and the only thing in my closet was a couple hundred pairs of fabulous shoes.
I was ready for love, to shout it from the rooftop, he still needed a safety net.
Together we created a home.