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

Try as he might, Dexter’s voice cracked.


“You were supposed to be there for me.”


Dexter couldn’t hold in these tears. “I’m sorry.”


Colin’s tears turned angry. He lashed out and punched Dexter in the chest. It didn’t hurt, not much. It probably would if he wasn’t so drunk and actually focused on hurting him. But Dexter let him go ahead and hit him.


“You weren’t there!” Colin shouted and hit again. “You left me, Dexter! You weren’t there!”


And Colin let Dexter go ahead and cry. “I’m sorry, Colin.”


Colin cried. He hit Dexter. Dexter cried and let Colin shout and hit him over and over until he just pulled him into his arms. At first, Colin struggled to push him away and Dexter wasn’t going to force him into a hug if that wasn’t what he wanted, but then Colin latched onto his shirt and clung to him.


“You weren’t there, Dexter.” He sobbed into his shoulder. “You fucking weren’t there.”


Chapter 87