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

“You haven’t done anything to me to feel guilty about.” He held out his hand. “Give me your keys. I’ll let us in.”


“Yes, I have,” Gage said, obediently handing over his key ring. “I have, I’ve sinned. And I’m scared. And I’m tired of being scared.”


Christopher remained silent until they were both inside Gage’s dark apartment. Gage’s confession was dangerous territory. Wasn’t this part of why he’d tried to push him away from the start?


One wrong step, and people got hurt. Those who were scared often became reckless, taking chances they might not normally, bearing the repercussions because there was no other alternative. You couldn’t erase mistakes. You couldn’t take back decisions. Forward was the only option.


He wasn’t sure where the light switch was, and Gage made no move to reach for it. Sliding the keys into his pocket, he smoothed his hand up to Gage’s shoulder, then pulled him in for a brief hug.


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