Homeless for over two years, Merl has hunkered down to endure a second winter in Eden, Colorado. He has lost the ability to trust or accept kindness as anything but a sneaky attempt to weaken for an attack. He sells aluminum cans and other trash to survive, knowing he should attempt to get back into the mainstream but he lacks the will to try.<br><br>Nate has led a sheltered and privileged life as the only child of wealthy older parents, now deceased. He is working on a photo journalism piece about the homeless people in Eden when he first encounters Merl. The big man impresses him so much that when an early blizzard hits, he goes back to the camps try to bring Merl and others to shelter in his own home.<br><br>Can he win Merl’s trust and cooperation in an effort to provide positive long term help to other homeless people in the area? Even more important, can he forge a real partnership with the suspicious older man?

Homeless in Heaven

Then he lifted one arm from where he’d settled it around Nate’s slender frame and tangled his fingers into the other man’s rusty blonde hair. He didn’t get rough, but he exerted enough force to raise Nate’s head and then turn his face up and out until Merl could bend down and find his host’s waiting mouth. Nate tasted as delightful as he smelled. A hint of coffee and mint toothpaste, everything fresh and clean.


As if he had gone up on tiptoe, Nate seemed to arch into Merl’s embrace and rise into the kiss. Merl fought to keep control. He wanted to throw the smaller man down on the bed, drag the clothes off his body, and then…probably fuck him silly and who knew what else. Desire and arousal roared through him like a freight train on a mainline track.


Chapter 11