Llewellyn "Llew" Dane lives for his job, or rather, to pay down his student loans. He enjoys what he does, but also appreciates the eye-candy provided by Marc Temple, a senior manager. A pair of jeans had never looked so good on a man.<br><br>In the open-minded atmosphere of the company where people date each other constantly, it would be easy to approach Marc and announce his interest. But Llew has been rejected so often by men in the past that he doesn't see the point in trying. And yeah, he's broke. How impressive would that be to a man like Marc?<br><br>Turns out, Marc doesn't care about such things, and he has his eye on Llew, even if crossed lines of communication and serious self-doubt make a possible romance complicated. Llew needs to learn to relax and enjoy life. And maybe, give Marc a chance to show him how.

So Into You

I stretched and twisted my back side to side so it would pop. God, I knew better than to sleep on this damned piece of shit. I’d gotten the couch at a yard sale on the cheap, so I shouldn’t complain. But I did. Damn those student loans!


Glancing at my phone, I saw it was a little after seven on a Saturday morning, and there were texts from Hans, which basically boiled down to “epic lay!” No need to respond.


I got up and took a quick shower, then dressed in a slightly crumpled white shirt, and black slacks, along with faded gray Converse that had seen better days, before making coffee and grabbing a couple breakfast bars to take with me to work.


Forty-five minutes later, I walked into the office and saw Marc sitting in the conference room, head buried in paperwork. I knocked on the doorframe to get his attention.


“Hey, Marc,” I said in greeting, and he looked up at me, a little startled.


Chapter 3