"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 had tried. Of course I had fucking tried. But Elizabeth stopped me before I got close to that back door; she slapped me across the face, furious with her teeth clenched and her eyes hot.


"Don't you even fucking think about," she had growled, her hands curling into fists and threatening worse violence."You sit your ass somewhere else while I try and fucking fix this. I am sick and tired of you fucking things up, so stay the fuck out of this one."


I had to listen. It was either that, or be laid out by a girl. So I had left through the front entrance and walked across the street to the little cafe Joe and I loved. I had just sat down when the door opened again. I looked up hopefully, but my smile died almost immediately. 


It was just my dad. He looked… amused as he searched me out, and took the booth across from me."Joe Taylor, huh? The little whore changed his name."


Chapter 21