"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

We sat on opposite sides of the table, both of us glaring. Clint had his iced coffee pressed to his face, and there was a bag of ice resting atop my hand where it lay on the table. Elizabeth kept fidgeting with it, changing how it lay to try to cover my knuckles as well as possible. I didn't have to heart to smack her hand away.


And I had much more important matters to deal with.


"Why in the hell did you crash my book signing, exactly?" I asked, arching an eyebrow at him.


Clint made an ugly sound."I would have thought that was pretty obvious. I fucking told you why, before you laid me out. What the fuck, Joe?"


"Stop swearing before I punch you again," I growled, my injured hand protesting as it curled into a fist.


Elizabeth started to put a hand on my arm, but pulled back when I flinched away."Don't punch him again, you're going to hurt yourself. Let me do it," she said with a fierce smile. 


Chapter 15