Jaxon is getting by fine, severe dyslexia or not. Being a cab driver means he doesn’t need to read much, and the job has its perks. The pay isn’t bad, the people can be interesting, and having memorized the city streets keeps him from feeling too stupid.
When he picks up Caleb, a quiet fare in a nice suit, Jaxon doesn’t think anything of it. Then he ends up driving Caleb home the next week too, and the next, and the next. Eventually Caleb tries to communicate—by writing things down. Turns out that Caleb has such a bad stutter he spends most of his time mute.
If only Jaxon had an easier time reading what Caleb had to say. But he’s interested in trying, and Caleb seems interested back. They discover that, with a little bit of effort, it isn’t so hard to make themselves understood. Especially when what’s growing between them is definitely worth talking about.
Given the fact that Caleb communicates by writing because of his stutter and Jaxon can’t read, this should have been a short lived relationship. Yet Caleb intrigues Jaxon enough to want to try. As for Caleb, he sees the intelligence Jaxon keeps hidden behind his disability. The attraction between these two goes beyond the obstacles they’re faced with and brings them even closer because of them instead of letting them get in the way. I love it when that happens. 😉