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

“Shit,” he muttered. “Oh, shit. Shit shit shit.”


“You just hurt that young man,” Lena asked, the hint of scolding in the back of her voice, “didn’t you?”


“I’ll go sit in there.” She pointed to the coffee place across from them. “Order myself a coffee. Go. Hurry up. Do not come back until you fix it.”


She smacked his butt to get him started and Colin rushed off after Dexter. He’d not gotten far—all the extra people had seen to that. Colin could still make him out as he headed toward the stairs. It had always been difficult for Colin to run—flat feet, asthma, irregular heartbeat, body that just had to work against him—but he did his best.


“Dex!” he shouted. “Dexter, wait! Please!”


Dexter might’ve heard him, might’ve not, Colin wasn’t sure. Either way, he didn’t stop and he just reached the first step. If he got up them, Colin would lose him.


Chapter 40