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

“I don’t want to go,” Aiden told him, voice heavy with lust.


Aiden raised his hand and every nerve in Tris’s body ignited, imagining the first touch after so long…Aiden surprised him by bending to bite one of the dark buds on his chest then smoothing the hurt with his tongue.


“Fuck, Aiden!” He squirmed under the assault as Aided sucked his other nipple, bit and licked him to shivering need. Aiden’s chuckle sent warmth flooding through him. He held his breath as Aiden licked a path downward, then cried out in delight when Aiden knelt and flicked open the top buttons on Tris’s jeans, exposing the head of his dick.


Tris nudged Aiden’s chin up. “Behind the shed?”


Aiden glanced around the yard and laughed, asking, “Who’d see?”


“No one,” Tris panted. They were hidden from the road by the house, and the nearest neighbor was across the yard behind a hedge of holly.


Aiden sat back on his heels. “Show him to me.”


Chapter 13