The Companion by Sandra A. Sigfusson

A sorted little world within my circle of friends and family had carried on for years without my knowledge. So when Liam tipped over the rock I was hiding under and exposed me to his world, one fraught with stigma and societal disrespect, I struggled to decide if I should find a bigger rock to hide under or embrace it.
He was, after all, the most charming of men, the most handsome of anyone I’d ever dated, and the most incredible lover I could ever have imagined.
Still, the stigma remains, hanging like an invisible noose from the bow of a weeping willow because the first rule of companionship is nobody talks about the companion.