Mark Winston is mostly content with his life. He has a home, a job he loves, and a sister who always has his back. So what if the one thing he’s missing is a person to share that life with? Experience has proved he can’t get what he wants and needs out of a relationship. Yet he can’t stop wanting his next door neighbor and wishing there could be more between them.<br><br>Dylan Pomeroy might be young, but knows what he wants: Mark. He continually inserts himself into the older man’s life, determined to show Mark that he’s exactly what Mark needs. But Mark worries that the difference in their ages, and his need to be cared for, are hurdles too big to overcome.<br><br>But Dylan won’t be deterred, and Mark begins to realize his worries are unfounded. Dylan shows Mark he’s the perfect man for him. But years of being rejected for his wants makes it difficult for Mark to hope that things between them will work out. Can Mark let go of his insecurities and let himself fall in love with Dylan?

Love with the Next Door Neighbor

“Mmm,” he murmured as he buried his face against my neck. “You smell good.”


I laughed because his breath tickled and Dylan took the opportunity to blow a raspberry against my skin. I jerked away, the feeling grossing me out a little and it must have shown on my face because he held up his hands in apology.


I took his hand, letting him pull me into an embrace. He clasped his fingers behind my back, keeping me there without making me feel like I was boxed in.


“Hi. This is weird.” I internally cringed. I had notmeant to say that.


Dylan cocked his head to the side, studying me. “Why weird?”


I shrugged, pulled away, and headed for the stove. “Burgers. Awesome. I love your burgers.”


“I know you do. I was going to grill them, but it looks like rain and I didn’t want to risk it.” He took hold of my waist and gently moved me to the side. “Why weird?”


Chapter 13