On a bright autumn day, Flynn Marlowe lost his best friend, a beagle named Barley, while out on a hike in Seattle’s Discovery Park. On a cold winter day, Mac Bowersox found his best friend, a lost, scared, and emaciated beagle, on the streets of Seattle. Two men. One dog. When Flynn and Mac meet by chance in a park the next summer, there’s a problem -- who does Barley really belong to? Flynn wants him back, but he can see that Mac rescued him and loves him just as much as he does. Mac wants to keep the dog, and he can imagine how heartbreaking losing him would be -- but that's just what Flynn experienced. A “shared custody” compromise might be just the way to work things out. But will the arrangement be successful? Mac and Flynn are willing to try it ... and along the way, they just might fall in love.

Lost and Found

Mac roused him from his reverie. “Dude! You’re blushing. Was there something embarrassing about the question?”


Now that he’d mentioned it, Flynn noticed the heat in his face, his neck, and even his upper chest. His cock, rock-hard, strained to bust the zipper of his shorts wide open. Flynn giggled and felt even more heat rise to his face. “Just a plain old drip coffee,” he blurted out, wishing and not wishing Mac would just go away.


“Really? That’s it? I’m gonna have a latte. Smoked butterscotch.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Sure I can’t bring you one?”


“Yeah, that sounds good.” Flynn took the leash from Mac and watched as Mac headed inside. The rise and fall of his ass, which was high and firm, didn’t do much for watering down his lust. Stop it now, before you blurt out something you don’t mean to and really scare the poor guy off.


Chapter 28