Thomas Durling escaped his small-town upbringing for over ten years, until a single phone call drew him back. Told his mother has been diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer’s, he returns to the small northern Michigan town he once called home to find a mute stranger taking care of her in his stead.<br><br>On the surface, Andre seems harmless enough, but Thomas has enough problems trying to deal with his mother’s illness. He doesn’t need a gorgeous young man to distract him, especially in a town that drove him away once already with its homophobia.<br><br>But Andre has nowhere else to go. A wolf without a pack, he’s been on the run since witnessing his father’s murder, always looking over his shoulder, never looking ahead. Taking care of Thomas’s mother has given him a welcome sanctuary, as well as a place he can call home for a couple months. He wants to stay, but more importantly, he wants to help, even if Thomas isn’t ready to accept that they could actually be friends ...

Moon-Touched

Except he had. And that terrified him more than the years of running from Perry.


He hadn’t broken the skin, thank God. But he’d been so lost in the whirlpool of his desire he hadn’t thought at all. He’d simply acted, and the wolf in him did what came naturally. Andre had worked hard to stifle his alpha tendencies, more out of a sense of survival than a true need to suppress that side of him, but at the first provocation from a man he was interested in, those barriers had fallen away. The simplicity of it—the urgency—was what scared him so much. Because it was easy.


He went to bed that night with Thomas’s gaze on him the entire way. Promises lurked there, questions he waited for Andre to answer, but Andre had nothing for him, no way to do more than he already had. By all rights, he should have told Thomas no instead of the noncommittal maybe. The problem was, he didn’t want to.


Chapter 21