Billy spends his evenings dreaming of love and excitement. His roommate Francis wonders why Billy would waste his time fantasizing about a straight mechanic he works with who won't even look his way.<br><br>But Xavier isn't straight, he's bisexual. And he's been stealing looks at Billy without getting caught. Billy's blue eyes make him feel proud, something he hasn't felt ever since his father left him to fend for himself. Part Mohawk, Xavier deals with racism both at work and at home, and is planning to hit the road and never return.<br><br>From their first kiss, the attraction between Billy and Xavier is undeniable, setting off a chain of events. Soon they're running off together, determine to start a new life in Mexico. But the open road, like their crazy love, is new, exciting, and at times ... dangerous.

Crazy Love

Tonight, he was going to be with Billy. Would Billy ask him if he was gay? And what if Billy became curious about his cultural heritage—what could he answer?


He wasn’t gay, but he wasn’t straight. He wasn’t white, but he wasn’t a full-blooded Mohawk.


“Oh, is he the young man who called so late last night?” Aunt Diane asked.


“He sounded really…effeminate. How old is he?” Aunt Diane peered at him, her sharp brown eyes zeroing in on his face from across the table.


“I don’t know how old he is.” Xavier had lost his appetite. Effeminate? What did that mean anyway? “Probably my age or something.”


“Well, at least you’re not going out with that grease ball Sergio. You know he got Maria pregnant last year and asked her to get an abortion? Can you believe that?”


Xavier didn’t like Sergio, but calling an Italian a grease ball? His aunt was always saying crap like that. What did she really think of him?


Chapter 6