For as long as Boyd can remember, he's been pushing pins into a map. Carson City, Las Vegas, Albuquerque -- all places he wants to see, for a dozen different reasons that wouldn't mean a thing to anyone else. When he finally gets a chance to purchase the '70 Plymouth Duster of his dreams, at a price that even he can manage, Boyd jumps at the opportunity.<br><br>Oliver seems like just another kid with a broken dream when their paths cross in Vegas. Against Boyd's better judgment, he offers to let Oliver hitch along for the ride when Oliver confides the need to get out and get gone.<br><br>But isn’t long before Boyd realizes Oliver's reasons for running are more complicated -- and more dangerous -- than Oliver let on. Boyd doesn't like people who play hardball, and he definitely doesn't like people messing with a man who's managed to light a fuse that Boyd forgot he had.

Road Trip

With a sigh Boyd nuzzled Oliver’s cheek with his nose. “Wake up,” he whispered. “We have to get a move on.”


“Not yet,” Oliver groaned and tightened the hold he had on Boyd’s one arm. Boyd had tucked it around Oliver when they’d lain down, and Oliver hadn’t released it since. Not that Boyd was complaining. It felt pretty damn good there.


“Have to,” Boyd grinned and caught Oliver’s ear in a light bite. “People are showing up and we shouldn’t be parked back here.”


Chapter 40