Book publisher Luke Masterson runs a carpool but on one August morning, things aren’t going as smoothly as he wants. His best friend and carpool buddy Perrin Lerue sleeps in, something he never does. Once Luke wakes the handsome accountant, they pick up the third member of their carpool, the sexy and alluring stud, Billy "Box" Boxford, a relationship counselor for gay men.<br><br>The problem at hand, though, is that Luke has secretly fallen in love with Perrin, but his friend is oblivious. Every morning and evening when they ride together, Luke can't get the accountant out of his head ... or his heart.<br><br>Will today's drive be different than any other? Will Luke pine for Perrin forever? Or will Perrin see the light at the end the tunnel and admit he likes Luke, as well?

Carpool

By the look on David’s handsome face—blazing eyes, semi-opened mouth—he realizes that contact has been made with his hardhat by the car’s hood. He stops and looks into the Leaf and quickly pulls up the hardhat, mostly by instinct. His face turns red, and his eyes flare even wider. Is he growling? Luke thinks so. Obviously, the man is infuriated. Ready to flip out. Explode.


“Fuck. This is a lawsuit in the making,” Luke says as he watches Box shift the Leaf in park and climb out of the vehicle. “David is pissed. Shit is going to hit the fan.”


“Oh my God,” Perrin whispers in the front, passenger seat. “What’s going on? Do we have to call the police?”


Luke ignores Perrin’s two questions. His heart falls. His throat tightens and immediately dries. He says, “David’s going to smash him to the ground. Box is going to become orange juice pulp.”


“I’m calling the police. Right now!” Perrin says, finding his phone.


Chapter 7