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

Xavier thought of his own duality. It was in accordance with nature. He turned to look at Billy, who was still lying on his side, facing away, and gently touched his shoulder. No sin. Like the night and the day, they were bound together forever in a cycle none could ever disturb.


Xavier checked the time on the old digital clock on the night table. It was still early—seven A.M. And he needed to call his aunt. Let her know he was all right. Couldn’t put it off anymore.


Gingerly, he pulled the sheet off his legs and got out of bed, checking for Billy’s reaction. He went to the washroom and cleaned up, then slipped into his jeans and threw on a plaid shirt, not bothering to button it up. He couldn’t find any paper, so he wrote a few words on the back of an empty Styrofoam cup he found on the crooked desk by the window.


Xavier stared at the cup for a moment, then wrote three more words he wished he knew in Mohawk.


Chapter 43