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

Thomas moved, too, grinding upward, trying to force more contact. He kept searching for leverage Andre refused to give him, even growling in frustration once or twice between kisses. Andre rarely used his strength during sex—it wasn’t necessary most of the time—but he liked the effort it elicited from Thomas, how it sharpened the edge of their desire to an almost deadly heat. He pinned, and Thomas pushed, but when Thomas reached between them to cover his hand over Andre’s, he allowed the addition, drawing back to meet Thomas’s eyes as they pulled at their cocks together.


“This is better.” Without warning, Thomas hooked his leg around the back of Andre’s, brazenly defying the attempts to hold him down. “But don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing.”


With a crooked smile that matched the leaping of his heart, Andre pointedly looked down between their bodies.


Thomas laughed. “You’re incorrigible.”


Perhaps. But only because Thomas freed him to play for the first time in years.


Chapter 31