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

“You’ll see,” Dexter said and knocked on the red door.


It opened a second later and a man about a decade older than Dexter stood there. He smiled, wide, full teeth showing and pulled the door open all the way. He had a birthmark on the right half of his face—a dark, pink mark that ran down to his neck that Dexter learned was called Port-wine stain.


“Hey, Dexie Queen!” he greeted. “Right on time! Or is the time right? Which do you prefer?”


Dexter laughed. “I guess both work, huh?”


“Sure do, sure do. So, is this your friend?”


“Yup.” Dexter put an arm around Colin. “This is Colin.”


He stepped aside to welcome them in. Colin looked up at Dexter, confusion stitched in every corner of his face. Eyebrows flicked up, Dexter guided him in and couldn’t help but smile when Colin’s face lit up as he realized he’d taken him to a tattoo parlor.


Chapter 55