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

“My son.” Pierre said. “Oh, Xavier. Thank you.” His voice broke. “Thank you.”


“I’m sorry, Dad. I’m so sorry.” Xavier took a deep breath, wiping his eyes and nose. He hadn’t felt so light and airy, as though his soul was breathing in the world for the first time in six years. He was coming into existence again. “I fucked up, Dad. I fucked everything up.”


“No, son, no.” Pierre sniffled. “No, Xavier. Listen to me. Are you listening to me?”


Pierre broke down again, crying on the line.


Xavier listened to his father’s tears and knew he’d hurt his father. Had deeply wounded him. “I should have followed you,” he said.


Chapter 71