Almost thirty, amateur boxer Daron Tulsa has a little mess on his hands. He just so happens to be falling for his best friend, Colm Frost, a sports-themed freelance writer for e-magazines. Life for Daron feels cataclysmically frostbitten because Colm is straight and has a stunning Hollywood actress girlfriend. For Daron, these major blocks leave Colm untouchable, both emotionally and physically.<br><br>As the Pittsburgh winter becomes a tempest of snow, ice, and cold, so does Daron’s heart. He realizes Colm will never be a part of his world and pulls away from the man. But when Colm’s girlfriend travels for her career, leaving him behind, two personal secrets unexpectedly unfold, which may eventually melt Daron’s heart.

Frostbitten

Watching him, I whispered, “Thanks for the gift.”


“Thanks for accepting it, man. A lot of guys wouldn’t have.”


“That’s right,” he said with his indulgent smile and wide green eyes. “You’re queer. I forgot about that.”


Queer and hungry for him, wanting to do the naughtiest things with his body. I kept my mouth shut, and my distance. Why take away from such a soothing and pleasurable moment between us, right? Why ruin a good thing when I enjoyed it so much? Never take advantage of anything, including men who knew how to kiss.


He picked up our shirts on the floor and passed me mine. Both of us slipped into the clothing at the same time.


He turned to me and asked, “Can I have heater for my coffee?”


“With or without brandy?” I asked, still feeling his lips against mine, and our chests cuddled together in such a simple yet questionable action.


“Coming right up.” I retrieved his cup on the end table and carried it to the kitchen.


Chapter 22