Justin O'Dwyer is 19. Four days ago, his mother died of a drug overdose, and now Justin is back in Enterprise, Oregon, trying to figure out how to raise the younger siblings he's afraid of losing to the foster system. Justin is completely out of his depth. Harper is six, and hates him. Wyatt is four and doesn't remember him. And baby Scarlett, at fourteen months, has never even met her big brother before. When Scarlett gets sick and won't stop screaming, and when Harper runs off in the middle of the night, Justin is at the end of his tether. In desperation, he knocks on a neighbor's door begging for help.<br><br>Del Abbot is 38, and living in his grandparents' old place in Enterprise after his marriage broke down and he lost his restaurant in the divorce. He's a chef, even had his own show on cable for a while, but now he's looking for a new start, if he could just figure out what exactly that entails. When the O'Dwyer family barrels into his life one night, Del can't refuse to help. What begins as a trip to the hospital becomes a regular child-minding gig while Justin struggles to find his feet. And the more time Del spends with Justin, the more they both want more than friendship. But small town life comes with its own bigotry, and, in Justin's case, that bigotry has always been close to home.<br><br>When an act of violence threatens to destroy the small family they've built, both Justin and Del need to put aside their pasts and reach for their future together.

Family Recipe

Hadn’t he said that in his dream too?


Del smiled at him, and knocked their shoulders together gently. “Come on back inside and eat, and we can figure out what we need to do so you can take this job, okay?”


Yeah, Del was just what Justin needed. He just couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe he already needed him too much.


When Justin woke up, he didn’t know where he was at first. He blinked around the dim room, his eyes taking a moment to adjust to the moonlight. Del’s living room. He was lying on the couch in Del’s living room.


The house was quiet, and Justin pulled his phone out of his pocket to check the time. It was past midnight. He couldn’t remember falling asleep here. He’d just been sitting down after dinner, intending to relax for a moment before getting the kids together to go home. So much for that.


Justin stood up from the couch and headed down the moonlit hallway.


Chapter 27