At thirty-six, Ian feels done with the world. When a night at a bar goes as poorly as expected, he wants only to return home to be miserable in peace. Instead, he encounters Jordan. Hot, young, and interested, Jordan is everything Ian's ever wanted and nothing he believes himself capable of actually obtaining.<br><br>Jordan has enough going on in his life trying to scrape together a living for himself and his autistic son. When he meets Ian, all he wants is a brief, erotic moment and nothing else.<br><br>But fate throws them together again and again, and Ian finds himself determined to do whatever it takes to give their story a happy ending -- no matter what secrets Jordan's past has waiting for him.

Sonata

“Oh, shit,” Ian gasped, stepping back from the door as it was yanked with a growl and a look of fury.


“Who the fu—” Jordan stopped dead in his tracks. “What the hell?”


“I have your juice,” Ian said quickly, staring past Jordan as the screaming continued unchecked from somewhere in the apartment.


Jordan’s frown deepened into something that Ian couldn’t identify. Confusion? Anger? “What the fuck are you doing here?”


Ian’s first thought was to set the juice down and run. Not that he was afraid by any means; more that he felt like a complete and utter idiot. “It’s not my fault, I ran into Chrissy at the grocery store. She wanted to buy juice but she couldn’t get it home. I didn’t even recognize her, she noticed me. I said no but she begged.”


Chapter 9