B.L. Dayhoff

Trevor can never leave good enough alone. So when he meets model-gorgeous Chase who has an aversion to being touched, he spots a challenge. After all, no one wants to go through life not being touched by anyone, right? Despite a friend’s plea not to, Trevor sets his sight on fixing Chase.<br><br>After being forced to transfer his senior year of college, Chase just wants to avoid drama, pass his classes, get his degree, and move on (and back to his friends). He’s not looking for new friends, and his attitude gives him a reputation that makes it easy to accomplish. At least until he meets Trevor.<br><br>Despite an awkward beginning, common interests -- and Trevor’s persistence -- draw Chase and Trevor together. It’s almost inevitable that their friendship develops into something else. But when secrets come out, it might end the game early.

The Right Move

“Uh, I’m good watching this program,” Trevor said, doing a poor job of hiding his laughter.


Trying to pull his arms down had been a bad idea. He lost his grip on the hoodie and shirt and they both slid just far enough out of his grasp that he was good and stuck. “Shit.”


“Hey.” Trevor’s hands landed on Chase’s hips, and he jumped in surprise at the contact. “Want some help?”


Chase could easily ask Trevor to pull his shirt down and his hoodie up, but a surge of recklessness had him saying, “Get this off me.”


And Trevor did. It took more than a single tug, but his arms slipped free, the neck of the shirts popped off, and his hair fell in a loose curtain down his back, tickling him in the sudden freedom. It was a little chilly with the sudden loss of so much clothing, but that didn’t last.


Because Trevor was staring at him, clothes dangling forgotten from one hand, poised to put them down. His eyes smoldered with heat, taking in every inch of Chase’s exposed torso.


Chapter 45