Finding love isn’t easy, and holding onto it can be even harder. In this anthology, harsh words and miscommunication between men aren’t helpful, and jealous lovers with well-meaning best friends always make things worse, except when they don’t. It could be a desperate cowboy seeking a home or a dorky associate with questionable fashion sense and self-esteem; a manager who sticks to his principles despite ridicule, or a cheating fiancé and a broken wedding. Can a jaded grocery store worker find satisfaction, or a bouncer forgive the bassist who tricked him into sex? Perhaps it’s the things we do that make our wishes and demands come true. Contains the stories: A Cowboy For Keeps: Slim Montagne stumbles over a bruised cowboy on his way out of town. Daniel "Danny" Crane is a world-weary drifter who has stopped believing in humanity. When Slim offers Danny a place to stay, he figures there’s nothing left to lose. Back at the ranch, Slim introduces Dan...hey end up arguing constantly at work, despite the sexual tension between them. Georgie decides it’s time for a change. Will Ry tag along for the ride? Romancing the Bouncer: Ben Pachowski is a bouncer at Throwbacks. Monty Mabuse, bass player for a popular band that performs there, wants Ben, but he won’t do anything but flirt. Monty plays dirty to get in Ben’s pants, and it backfires. Having alienated Ben, Monty has to figure out how to make amends. He has his work cut out for him, but a little romance could go a long way. The Best Man for Me: Royce Lummis' fiancé is a no-show at the rehearsal; worst of all, he sees him kissing another man. Heartbroken, Royce accepts the offer of a couch from Rodney Fanning—his best man and ex-boyfriend. Though they have history between them, Rodney is a good friend and Royce's heart slowly heals. It's almost too late when Royce finally realizes that Rodney is the best man for him. Will he get his man?

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He proposed to me one night on stage after I sang “Sweet Child O’ Mine” at the 10 High Club with the band. They were in cahoots, apparently. With tears in my eyes, I said, “Hell, yes!”


This time, on our wedding day, we left the altar together as husband and husband. It was the best day of my life.


I have the same dream every night. My room is dark and we’re writhing on the bed. My lover is a tall, muscular man, with a ramrod of steel, and he knows how to use it! This mystery man rides my ass like a runaway train, one hand like a vice gripping my left thigh, the other pumping my cock until our mutual groans echo in the darkness. His weight on my back, the scent of our sex, drives me to oblivion. The orgasm is always too intense, and still I want more. As I reach for him, my alarm goes off—it’s seven o’clock in the morning, time to get up. Shit!


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