Can two broken men build one life? Ten years. That’s what Makai lost for a crime he didn’t commit. He’s been exonerated, but the abuse he suffered in prison isn’t so easy to leave behind. He heads to the one place he remembers being happy: Acker, Wisconsin, where he spent summers with his grandpa. Unfortunately, not everyone wants Makai there. Ten days. That’s how long Emil, now twenty-one, was held prisoner as a teenager. The mental and physical injuries he suffered at the hands of a drug trafficking ring still haunt him. Nightmares, anxiety, and PTSD challenge the connection forming between Makai and Emil, though together, they might find a way to move beyond their pain and into a future -- and a relationship -- that both had thought impossible. Now they just have to convince Emil’s father, the town sheriff. It won’t be easy with danger closer than they know ...

“Oh fuuuuuck,” Emil groaned, his knees shaking as he finished coming—partially in Makai’s hair. When he opened his eyes and noticed the come against the jet-black, he burst out in laughter that was just a little bit hysterical.


As Makai waited for him to clean up his mess, his own erection twitched at the gentle yet firm touch Emil used once more. “Never knew I had a kink about someone playing with my hair,” he said quietly.


Emil smiled, then winced. “The water is starting to get cooler.”


“Okay, you wash yourself and we’ll be done,” Makai said and got up, then did a quick scrub of himself and got out of Emil’s way so he could wash his hair.


He was taking off the plastic bag around his arm when Emil came out of the shower. When Makai touched his shoulder, it was cold and he frowned. “Get dry and get under the covers. Summer colds are a pain in the ass.”


Chapter 87