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

When Andre reached overhead to grip the A-line frame, Thomas hissed. A moment later, hands smoothed over Andre’s stretched muscles, kneading for a moment along his spine, then skimming back up to caress the bunched knots nearer his neck.


“I don’t know how anybody could have ever hurt you,” he said. “It would’ve been like breaking up Michelangelo’s David.”


He wanted to tell Thomas that he wasn’t the only gorgeous one here, but that would’ve meant letting go and searching for his notepad when interruptions were the last thing he wanted. So he simply accepted the compliment and made a mental note to share with Thomas later, after they were done, when they were entangled in bed together and sleep was on the horizon.


Chapter 38