"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 knew he would come after me eventually. He always did. And I didn't doubt he would talk to his father before he came to find me. So I sat in our kitchen, staring at my cup of coffee, watching it slowly go cold while it started to storm outside.


Great. Rain was just what I needed when I was already in a bad mood. Some people might like it when it rained while they cried; I hated it, because it just reminded me of the night I had become Joe Taylor.


The door slammed open, and I didn't jump. I didn't move at all. I just kept staring at my coffee, my chest moving with a slow, paced rhythm that didn't halt even as the tears ran thicker down my face.


"Joe?" Kisten called my name. The weakness, the lack of his usual confidence and surety, made my heart stutter.


Chapter 22