Jay Anderson lives next door to the ruggedly handsome man of his dreams, detective Drake Hanover. He wishes their friendship could turn into more, but there's a problem -- Drake's ex-boyfriend, who has a habit of calling Drake after his breakups. After Drake once again caters to the whims of his ex, Jay about gives up hope Drake will ever see him as anything but the sweet, young twink next door.<br><br>Drake notices the sexy Jay -- who wouldn't? -- but the decade age difference between them and his needy ex keep him from thinking he could ever be more than Jay’s friend.<br><br>When his ex’s behavior gets to be too much even for Drake and the selfish man manages to hurt Jay, Drake realizes his feelings for Jay go far beyond friendship. Now if he could just convince Jay before Jay becomes his ex-neighbor.

Finally His

“Oh, Drake. Sorry, I’m late.” Jay hurried down the hall giving Drake an apologetic smile.


Drake returned the smile, his gaze dropping first to the grocery bags in Jay’s hand and then to the lemon-lime scarf around Jay’s neck. “It’s okay. New scarf?”


Jay stuck his key in the lock. “Oh, no. I got this one a couple months ago. I did see a to- die-for one today at the store.” He stepped aside to let Drake inside.


Drake was Jay’s dream man in every way. Tall, probably close to six foot, muscular, dark hair, dark eyes, a little scruffy around the edges. He knew Drake made a living as a homicide detective and it showed with his rugged handsomeness. At least to Jay it did. Plus Drake was a great guy, kind, sexy, interesting. And gay. Apparently he had terrible taste in men, though.


Chapter 3