Julian Junk was often teased about his last name and his father's occupation as a garbageman. Mackensie Keller grew up privileged and spoiled. As teens, Junk and Mickey make plans for their future, but when Mickey is sent off to boarding school, he tells Junk their parents are probably right -- they just don't belong together.<br><br>Back in town ten years later, Mickey is all grown up. He and Junk reconnect as adults, but so much was said, and so much has changed. Though he asks for forgiveness, which Junk grants, though old romantic feelings are quickly rekindled, Mickey is reluctant to bring a new man into his young daughter's life after his last relationship's failure. He's also harboring a secret, one that threatens to spoil upcoming Thanksgiving plans.<br><br>Once Junk discovers the source of Mickey's dilemma, he devises a crafty plan to make everything right. Will it work out? Will Mickey accept his help, and can the two of them make a go of it with so much stacked against them?

One Man's Junk

“They don’t call me Junk for nothing.”


“It’s not that I can’t find it.” Mickey proved that by groping me, an act that made me grind my ass into the seat back.


“Hard to miss, even in shitty light. I need a visual, though.”


Mickey leaned away and came back with his phone. His other hand had never moved, and I had never stopped sliding my ass against the rigid seat support bar now just beneath the fabric, barely softened at all by padding worn and lumpy due to so many years of burly man weight.


“You saw all of me when the towel came off,” he said.


“For sure, but now it’s my turn to see you. Flashlight.” A small beam came from his phone, as if “Flashlight” was “Voila!”


“You see, I see, we see. Whip it out.” To add a hint of romance, I caressed Mickey’s cheek. “Please.”


Chapter 24