Secret Signs (The Love Series, #4)

Sonja is finally at a good point – a degree that’s on track, friends who feel like home and a to-do list that isn’t just “make it through the day”. After years of keeping her head down and her history locked away, she’s finally daring to want more – including a frosty stranger in a bookshop who pretends he can’t understand her.

Adon doesn’t do “approachable”. Not being able to speak has made him sharper, leaner, ruthlessly selective about who gets anywhere near his orbit. Feelings are a distraction, vulnerability a liability, and people are noise. So when the woman from the bookshop keeps reappearing – all stubborn warmth and reckless kindness – he tells himself it’s coincidence. And when coincidence starts to look a lot like fate, his answer is still the absolutely not.

Only, “no” gets harder to hold when a single look from her can drown out a crowded room. What should have been a one-time irritation turns into a slow, reluctant fascination. He should shut it down; instead, he finds himself wanting things he’s spent a lifetime refusing to need.

Love is a dance – messy, off-beat and terrifying – and somehow they’re both already on the floor.

A raw and tender slow-burn romance about sign language, second chances and the fierce courage it takes to let someone all the way in.