This is the second book in a series, but can be read as a standalone. 
 Pete is an empath who begins this story as a private eye. He's got a friend who helps him with "muscle" from time to time, and they get on well--until the sexytimes happen. Which is par for Pete's course. The second he gets physical with a guy he gets in too deep. 
 No matter. Pete's got a series of tests to take to determine his empath rating, and in doing so he meets another guy, who he has a pretty stable thing with. It seems that Pete and this guy are a great match, until Pete accepts a job for the police force really far away from his lover. Notice how I'm not bothering with Pete's lover's names? Because they are not important to the story. They are going to be ancient history...soon. 
 Pete meets other people at his next job. It's all very nice and platonic, and nice. Then one of these people expresses some interest, and Pete thinks it's better to keep their friendship, but it's okay because they are going to sort of get together. The end. Kinda. 
 I really wanted to like this one. The premise sounded great, and I was so intrigued, but I had trouble connecting because so much of this story felt like I was being told the whole thing instead of experiencing it. Pete's got issues. He's neurotic about his annoyingness, and how his constant fidgeting is going to put people off. He absorbed the emotions of everyone around him, and never manages to get a handle on his own emotions. He's a smallish man, and constantly talks about how much smaller or bigger he is than pretty much everyone else in the book. His fixation with height got irritating. There is no steam. None. It's nearly all coy fade-to-black and that got me frustrated. I couldn't get attached because I felt thwarted anytime Pete was getting together with anyone. His only vulnerability was getting overwhelmed by other people's emotions, and It made sense, but it didn't really touch me. I felt bad for Pete, and nervous for him, but his pain didn't become my pain, his joy was never my joy. I felt like the second he met Ellery I knew exactly what was going to happen, and that's pretty much what happened. That he couldn't feel what was going on with Ellery was a bit of a head shaker. Also, the diction and some syntax was consistent with British English, though this book was (somehow and barely recognizably) set in the US. 
 I don't know if I'm going to delve into the next book which is more of Pete and Ellery. I wanted so much to love this. Empaths and psychics working together and falling in love? Seemed like a perfect match for me, but it mostly fell flat instead. I received a review copy of this book via NetGalley.