In the advertising business, Harris Desmond is notorious for his bad boy attitude, but behind that arrogant front hides a sensitive soul. Weeks away from launching his first perfume for men, Erebus, Harris dreams of success and finally emerging from his painful past. Weeks before the launch party, Harris's friend suggests he contact an escort agency to hire a date for his big night. Of course, Harris has his reservations about the idea, but the last years of casual encounters and failed relationships have left him feeling lonely. He secretly longs for someone special who'd understand him and all of his faults. When the agency sends him his date, Pallas, Harris gets a lot more than he paid for. Sweet and vulnerable, Pallas cuts through Harris's heart like a clean blade. But Pallas is chasing a dream, running on empty and caught in a downward spiral. He wants to give Harris his heart, yet after years of seeing the ugly side of people, he fears there's nothing left of it to give. But Harris knows the secret of scents, and he and Pallas are the perfect accord.

Cling to Me

“Milton Street?” The driver asked, checking the rearview mirror.


“Uh, no.” He wasn’t going home. Had to go meet Alexander, Harris’s friend in the Old Port to pick up the suit. Harris had paid for everything without hesitation. Yet, something told him the high price Harris was paying was part of the allure. The myth of Pallas.


His usual going rate was a hundred an hour and Harris would probably think that was cheap. But he wascheap. Not even worth a hundred dollars.


“Saint-Paul street, please,” Jude said in a scratchy voice. His throat was sore. Arthur had been rough with him again. He’d rammed his cock down his throat and pulled his hair.


Chapter 26