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 leaned in and touched Billy’s hand. “You okay, Billy the Beautiful?”


“Yeah…soon.” Xavier’s eyes were so dark, the pupils were indiscernible. “Soon,” he said again, looking back at Fabienne. The pot mixed in with the bourbon obviously was too much for Xavier. His eyelids were starting to droop.


They passed the joint around until it was smoked to the tip and Billy burned his lips with the last hit. He’d lost this battle. Couldn’t keep trying to get Xavier’s attention.


Slowly, a drug-induced lucidity flooded Billy’s mind.


“Hey,” August said, close to his ear, “let’s get some air. I think you need it.” He tugged on Billy’s shirt. “Seriously, come on.” He stood and looked down at him. “There’s a lovely courtyard out back. Let me show you.”


But Xavier couldn’t be reached anymore. He lay on his side, with his eyes closed and a serene smile on his face. What was he thinking of? Where was he right now?


Chapter 64