Alex and Jamie aren’t like other people. They aren’t fazed by his moods. They laugh at his critical analysis of nineties cinema. They definitely want to have sex with him (…again), and Jamie wants a go at him with her favorite flogger. Despite the fact that they’re perfect together, they want him to join them.
Justin doesn’t have words for this thing between the three of them, but he knows romance isn’t supposed to be part of it. As long as he ignores his feelings, maybe they can have fun. Keep it simple. Don’t fail.
Except Justin’s not great at simple, and real damn good at failing. He’s not brave enough to be with them, and trying might destroy everything. It’s too big a risk. He can’t be this strong, passionate person they see him as…unless maybe he already is.
Warning: some mentions of eating disorders. It's not a focus of the book, but there are references, so please take care if you may find this triggering.
Kris Ripper lives in the great state of California and zir pronouns are ze/zir. Kris shares a converted garage with a kid, can do two pull-ups in a row, and can write backwards. (No, really.) Ze has been writing fiction since ze learned how to write, and boring zir stuffed animals with stories long before that.
Dillon Aldham loves being on his computer. He’s a little bit awkward and most of his relationships have been online. When a pipe explodes in his apartment, he holes up in the local bar for a few days waiting for repairs to be done. He figures the hot redheaded bartender is just being polite, but every now and then he thinks they might have a spark. (And Gage's tone of command is pretty... evocative.)
Gage Maher isn't in the closet, he's just private. At least, he's private until he meets Dillon. But Dillon, and his fun mix of awkward and fearless, really gets under his skin. Between an inheritance he never asked for, the feud that comes along with it, and New Halliday's first gay wedding, Gage could use a little fun.
Can a computer geek and a small town bartender really hit it off? Is a love for kink, a healthy fear of gossip, and a huge helping of sexual chemistry enough to build a life on?
He doesn't need to say it back. I know how he feels.
Even if he doesn't have the balls to admit it.
Our daughter will be here soon, and our lives will change forever.
Will Cato let go of the past? Let go of the promise he made to execute me?
Or should I have never come back?
He can keep everything else in his life together, as long as for a few hours every week it all falls away.
Clem wants more than one night a week. The way he sees it, if one night’s good, wouldn’t more be better? But he’s had three years of good sex with a man twenty years younger than him and he’s not about to blow it by asking for more, even if he thinks it’s what both of them want.
When Neil’s life begins to unravel, the last thing he wants to do is rely on Clem to keep him upright. Sometimes it takes a crisis to realize just how many people are on your side…and just what you’re willing to do to keep them there.