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

I wasn’t sure if he meant just the night or for more than that, but either way, my answer was the same. “Yes.”  9


Dylan left his bed at four A.M., showered, dressed, removed the plug, kissed me goodbye, and told me I could stay as long as I wanted. But even though I felt amazing, and smelling us together on his sheets reminded me of how fantastic the night had been, I needed to be in my own house for a while. Besides, my meds were there and I was in serious need of painkillers.


I hadn’t done my hand any favors with all the clenching and grabbing I’d done last night. As I walked home, my ass reminded me of the pounding I’d taken. Damn, Dylan sure knew what he was doing. And he could do it again to me any time he wanted.


Thankfully, the Ibuprofen would work just as well on the ache in my ass as on the pain in my hand.


Chapter 23