Woodrow “Woody” Anker is an 28 legend -- the boy who lived. Orphaned at the age of three due to a car accident that killed his parents, Woody is taken in by the Zumpano family. He becomes best friends with Serge, the youngest boy, and looks up to Rafe, the oldest. As the years go by, Woody’s feelings for Rafe change into something else entirely. Except, Rafe is straight. And in denial about his alcohol abuse.<br><br>Rafe Zumpano, now the town Sherriff and Lothario-extraordinaire has been a heavy drinker since his teens, and it’s getting worse. He’s got a secret that he drinks away every night, but when the truth finally comes out, it ruins everything.<br><br>It will take a lot for both men to move beyond alcohol-fueled vitriol, self-doubt, and internalized homophobia to get to the part where they stop throwing punches and have their happy ending.

Norwegian Woody

He shot out his chair, causing it to clatter against the wall, and rounded his desk like an angry bull. He pinned me against the door. His breath smelled of booze. Damn it! I shoved him, but he shoved me back.


I saw it coming but I was too surprised to stop it. Rafe slammed his mouth on mine so hard, my bottom lip split under the pressure. He pushed me into the door, and I felt his cock—his frickin’ hard-as-steel cock—press against mine. I tasted blood, and his tongue and my senses were overwhelmed. The shock of it all lasted five long seconds, until I pushed him back hard and punched him in the face. He fell against his desk and moved it an inch. Stuff spilled all around him and he appeared dazed.


Chapter 9