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

Brandon leaned away, puzzled. “Did I say something wrong?”


“No, it’s not you. It’s me. I hope you’re not mad, thinking I’m a cock-tease.” Ramon gazed up at Brandon, quick, then down again, his face flushed. 


Ramon was silent for a few seconds. Wit walked on, her neck bobbing as she maneuvered among the roots of the older trees. “I’m just not ready for this, okay?”


“Not ready for snuggling or not ready for fucking?” Maddening, especially with Wit’s gait thrusting Brandon up against Ramon in all sorts of interesting ways.


“Both, I think. You’re way too sexy to be snuggling around with.”


Now it was Brandon’s turn to go silent. Ramon looked back at him, his eyes too wide, almost fearful. “You’re mad,” Ramon said.


“No, I’m not. I’ve just never…” He took his hands off Ramon’s hips and put them on his own legs. “I’ve never had this happen before. It’s a little frustrating.”


“I’m sorry,” Ramon said too quickly.


Chapter 7