Antique dealer Christopher Gleason isn't looking for love. He isn't even looking for a one-night stand. But when a young man with an innocent smile offers to buy him a drink one night, he accepts. He's even tempted to take it further, until he learns the innocence isn't an act. Though he can't deny his attraction, or the fact that he likes the young man quite a bit, Christopher puts him off. He'd rather be friends than risk hurting him.<br><br>Gage Kimball fled Salt Lake City for Los Angeles with his guitars, what little money he had, and no friends. Raised in a devout Mormon family within a tightly knit community, he's never had the chance to be himself or explore his sexuality. Until now. Christopher supplies the emotional support Gage needs, but Gage wants more than friendship. Even at the risk of everything he has left.

All That You Do

“When I found out about you and Bodie.” He refused to refer to the kiss and make this harder than it was. “I thought you’d rather have the privacy.”


Gage grinned, but Christopher was becoming something of an expert on Gage’s smiles and this one seemed forced. “I had six brothers and grew up in three bedroom house. I didn’t even know privacy existed until I moved to California.”


“Six? Are the other four older than you? I haven’t heard you talk about them.”


“That’s because I’m not really that close to them. Brett’s only twenty-six, but Joseph, Bowden, and Chad are all over ten years older. I think after Brett was born, Mom just kept trying for a girl.”


The elevator doors slid open, and they stepped into the empty car. Nobody came on after them, leaving Christopher all too aware of Gage standing so close next to him. “Well, if it makes you feel any better, I’ll take the bigger room.”


“That’s awfully nice of you. What floor?”


Chapter 42