Two years after his father's death, Brandon is still grieving, running his father's store, watching his sister grow more depressed. Until Ramon saunters into his life bringing sunshine, blue skies, and an injured hawk. But Ramon has issues of his own to deal with, an abusive lover who won't take no for an answer.<br><br>If Ramon can wriggle free of the ex, can Brandon take a chance on loving again?

Feathers

“Help yourself to the phone. How about a shirt?” Brandon handed Ramon one of his own clean undershirts from the stash he kept on the shelf.


Ramon smiled and tugged it on. “Thanks. Can we use another one to keep him warm?” The shirt drooped off Ramon’s slender shoulders and made him look delicate, almost frail.


“Will a saddle sheet work?” Brandon tugged one from beneath his saddle. The smell of oiled leather puffed out at him and beneath, horse-smell, the smell of home.


They got the navy sheet arranged in the hawk’s box. It peered up at them, its pink tongue out, beak open and panting. They closed the box lid and Ramon carefully cut some air holes with his box cutter.


Chapter 3