Austin Murray is fifty years old, owns a bookstore, and loves to walk on the beach at sun-up. He's a beachcomber, too, always in search of something unique to add to his collection. One such winter morning, an unkempt, sad-looking stranger roars into his life on a motorbike and his heart turns over for the first time, ever.<br><br>Murphy Vickers is world-weary, hurting, and unable to connect with anyone. He travels from place to place looking for work, but never stays anywhere very long. He's trying to outrun a painful event in his past that haunts him to this day. When he stops in a seaside town, he meets Austin, who offers him a job and a bed for however long he needs them.<br><br>Murphy is surly and reticent, But Austin won’t let that stop him from breaking through his barriers, and maybe getting a biker of his very own.

Happiness Is a Warm Bum

“You know, this body of yours has been tempting me since I first saw it.” He leaned in and nibbled on my neck while he placed his hands on my hips and squeezed.


I tilted my head so he could have more access to skin. “I couldn’t tell,” I murmured, running my hands up his hard chest to his shoulders so I could play with his hair. We were almost the same height.


“It’s true,” was his only reply before moving his lips to my ear, biting the lobe, then trailing his mouth up my cheek to the forehead. “I’ve seen guys younger than you who don’t take care of themselves as well as you do. You’re a fine-looking man, Austin. I want you to know that.”


“Thank you,” I said before grabbing a handful of his hair and yanking back his head so I could suck on his Adam’s apple. He tasted really good there.


Chapter 13