Ryan Halloran is attracted to Boon Andrews the moment he sees him on the window cleaners’ gondola outside his high rise office. But horror sweeps through Ryan when a gondola cable snaps, and his call to 911 saves the lives of Boon and his co-worker. Although the near-fatal accident brings these two men together, never could two men be further apart in lifestyle and social status. Boon, a tattooed high school drop-out, wears earrings and dresses in frayed cutoffs and Doc Martens boots, and he cleans pools and windows for a living. Ryan, however, holds a master’s degree from the most famous film school in southern California and, as the elegant, cultured, and self-controlled vice president of a motion picture studio, he dresses in Versace suits and Bruno Magli shoes. Despite their differences, Ryan not only responds to Boon’s carefree spirit and relaxed manner, he lusts for him. And Boon discovers his craving for nude sex play with this man turns out not to be based on gratitude that Ryan saved his life, but out of love. As Ryan wrestles with work problems that could mean the loss of the film studio, he also falls deeply in love with the one-of-a-kind Boon. But when they start appearing in public together, and a former lover makes an appearance, the differences in their social status may well destroy their future.

Hangin' with My Window Man

“Doing good. The heart attack was mild, and he’s at home. Not driving a car yet, so his sister does the honors. He asked me to thank you for the plant.”


“Not taking on any high-rise jobs yet, I hope.”


Boon turned, and one eyebrow lifted slightly as his eyes twinkled. “No high-rises, although you know what they say about getting back up on the horse.”


“If you want to start small, I have a three-story house with dirty windows.” Ryan blurted the words out before he’d thought them through, but aside from the quiver between his hips that ignited whenever he was around Boon, the fact was, he wanted to get to know this unique man. He’d never known anyone as fearless and as comfortable with himself. And, as Clara had discovered, he was colorful, too.


Chapter 7