There's nothing like a fresh start, and for Randy, still nursing wounds left by a cheating ex and harboring a deep mistrust for all things corporate, Wolf, Wyoming seems like the perfect place to start over. Secluded, quiet, and self-sufficient, Wolf is bound to not only inspire, but to bring Randy the peace he needs. The view's not bad, either.<br><br>Vaughn O'Connell and his family are Randy's only neighbors for miles, and while Randy knows it's somewhat unlikely that a man with three kids is gay, it doesn't hurt to look. When a misunderstanding brings Randy face to face with both Vaughn and his eighteen-year-old son, Lyle, Randy's not sure what to feel about either of them.<br><br>But things are not what they appear in Wolf, and the closer Randy gets, the stranger the O'Connell family seems.

Wolf, WY

Randy’s groan of the word, “No…” was both multisyllabic and rich in whine.


With a long string of expletives and a couple of poorly placed kicks, Randy opened the driver’s door. The sound was even worse outside the truck. So, he did what he’d seen every well-educated, intelligent man do in that situation—he popped open the hood and stared at the engine with an absent, confused expression for a long, long moment. And he came to two conclusions: yep, it was definitely an engine; and yep, it was definitely making noise.


Chapter 11