Micah Finn Rawlings has lived most of his life blind, sheltered, and craving adventure. Now, at twenty-two, an operation has given him his sight back and he's ready to take on the world. Well, sort of. His newly restored vision isn't exactly all that he'd hoped it would be, but he's definitely not going to let that stop him.... even if he does tend to trip over his own feet, have a slight problem with depth perception, and occasionally (okay, maybe a lot) get himself into situations that result in public embarrassment. Still, a few scrapes and bruises are a small price to pay for finally getting out there and , and given that he has the best luck ever, even the most awkward moments tend to turn out pretty well in the end. Proof? Tripping and falling at the feet of the hottest man he's ever seen. A man who's definitely interested in him, too. Well... probably. Maybe? Actually, Micah has no experience whatsoever with such things and isn't really sure, but a boy can hope, right HMC Zach Hunter, Medical Corps, U.S. Navy is many things. A patient man. An adrenaline junky. A bisexual serial dater going through an extended dry spell. Losing a few good men to an IED inspired a come-to-Jesus moment of clarity for Zach, and ever since, he's been looking for love. Dating any- and everyone who sparks his interest in the hope of finding something that, frankly, he's not entirely sure exists. At least, not for him. The only problem? There hasn't a spark. At least, not the kind Zach's holding out for. He's not discouraged, though. Zach has no problem putting in some effort for the things that matter, and he knows that all good things are worth the wait. Besides, it's not like he can expect love to just fall at his feet... right?