"Joe Taylor is terrified of being touched. It's made him a recluse, but he doesn't mind being shut in his apartment, churning out novels for his pretty editor.

Then Kisten Jones walks into his life, a perfect Prince Charming who won't let up on his attempts to get Joe to come out of his shell.

No matter how hard he tries, there's something about that kid Joe just can't resist... but no road traveled was ever easy, and they'll face more than their share of problems before they can get their Happily Ever After."

Touch

I rolled over, putting my face in the pillow and pulling the blanket up over my head.


Wait. Pillow? Blanket? The last thing I remembered was talking to Kisten about my new novel and…"Kisten!" I jerked upright as I gasped his name, and nearly cracked my head against the one hovering above me.


"Shit, Joe, what do you think you're doing?" Elizabeth frowned at me, raking her auburn waves back from her face, where they'd fallen when she jerked back to avoid the collision."I've been trying to wake you up for twenty minutes and all you can say is the name of that kid who lives across the hall from you?"


I sat up, leaning against my bean bag chair and rubbing the sleep out of my eyes."Well, it was Kisten who was here last night when I fell asleep. Apparently. I don't really remember."


Chapter 7