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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Ryker didn’t always wait on me to take him home in the evenings. Sometimes, he’d get one of the crew to drop him off, and by the time I got there, he would already have food ready, despite my telling him constantly he didn’t have to do that. It was sweet, though I would never admit that aloud.


I had to help him, once, with putting the plastic over the cast he wore, though he’d seemed to manage just fine before. He’d sat on the edge of toilet seat, bare-chested and with a towel around his waist, and I’d fumbled through the task, sure my face was red the entire time. He always smelled so good, and his scent was everywhere in the house now.


He’d thanked me with a small smile, then used one of the crutches to stand, not waiting until I left the bathroom to remove his towel. I’d gasped and run out the door like a flipping Victorian-era virgin, shutting it behind me. I could have sworn I’d heard laughter, but I hadn’t been sure.


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