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

Chase walked (walked!) excruciatingly slow toward him. He seemed to be letting the moment—and the torture—drag on, until he was right in front of him, close enough to touch, to wrap in his arms, but Trevor did neither, unsure if he was allowed. Chase smiled, soft and warm, and Trevor blinked up at him, throat and face and chest raw.


Chase reached out and cupped Trevor’s jaw in the palm of his hand. “So how are you going to make it up to me?”


Trevor swallowed the lump in his throat (50% mucus, 50% guilt), and said, barely more than a squeak, “By only fixing things I break?”


The hand on his jaw slid to the back of his neck and pulled him forward. The kiss was wet and brief, but it was the best kiss he’d ever had.


“It’s a start,” Chase said against his mouth.


“Um,” Trevor mumbled. “I should also apologize for telling off Mike at game night. That was yours to do, but I got so angry when I saw him. Annie and Sarah might murder him.”


Chapter 62