Colin Hunt, a vivacious and outspoken art student, is a comic-reading, anime-loving, all-around geek. What he lacks in size, he most definitely makes up for in personality. But things have been tough for him lately. A heavy workload. A showcase to prepare for his final. A sick mother to take care of. Ever the optimist, he's more interested in finding someone to have some fun with rather than finding anyone serious. For Dexter Erikson, life has been difficult ever since an accident left him in foster care and cost him part of his arm. After discovering music therapy, he found an outlet for his pain and the perfect way to express himself. Now, sporting tattoos and piercings, Dexter is the lead singer of a pretty kick-ass punk rock band and owns the stage like it's nobody's business. He’s also goofy and dorky, shy and bashful, with a bad habit of falling in love yet a horrible fear of commitment. So what happens when vivacious geek meets shy punk rocker? The first answer is a lot of sex. The second answer might bring both Colin and Dexter to places they never dreamed possible.

Rock and Roll Chose Me

Now, he’d run completely and desperately out of time. If he took any longer, he’d end up making Dexter miss his train. Foregoing any further attempts to make his hair more presentable, he straightened his tie and fixed his collar to hide the hickies on his lower neck. Colin grabbed his hat and black, woolen duffle coat, then darted out the door.


Groaning, he sprinted back in just before it closed so he could get his inhaler and the pie he spent five hours making.


Dexter was waiting for him at the Atlantic Terminal. Smoking again, this time actively looking for Colin. When he saw him hustling up the block, he glanced at his wrist even though it was empty of a watch.


“I know, I know!” Colin groaned as soon as he knew Dexter could hear him. “I’m so sorry! I was up late and I overslept and then I got milk on the shirt I had on…”


Chapter 35