Is a gift of love enough to open Aiden’s heart and let Tris back in?<br><br>After the car accident that killed his parents and left his sister paralyzed, Tris is left with nothing. His family is destroyed. His reputation is shot. And all he has is the guilt of knowing it was all his fault. People in town know he’d been drinking that night, and know he should never have gotten behind the wheel. And even Aiden, the man he thought he’d be with forever, blames him too much to stay.<br><br>But Tris can’t let him just disappear. After months of loneliness and isolation, Tris brings Aiden a gift on his birthday, a hawk he’s carved from a chunk of wood they’d found in the forest during an afternoon of love. A small chink seems to open in Aiden’s heart, the first sign of forgiveness. With renewed hope, Tris takes a job renovating one of the older homes in town and tries to rebuild his life. But the townspeople have long memories, and when his sister’s condition worsens, forgiveness -- and Aiden -- seem to slip even further out of reach ...

Without Aiden

He’d planted little kisses along Aiden’s prickly jaw and down the column of his throat toward the sweet spot on his collarbone. Tris had breathed in the heady scent of warming skin and spice from subtly applied cologne. So delicious. He’d run his fingers up Aiden’s tight stomach and toyed with the tiny silver hoops in his dark nipples.


Aiden had squirmed under him. “Jesus, Tris. Fuck me already.”


Tris had chuckled. “Impatient?” he asked as he straightened, but Aiden was right. He could have spent hours tasting every inch of Aiden’s sexy body, making him come several times before sliding into his sweet ass. He’d forgotten Aiden sometimes liked it hot and rough.


Chapter 7