Oliver Stoll’s life has gone up in smoke. Literally. Escaping an apartment fire, he’s made it out with little more than the clothes on his back and his best friend and downstairs neighbor, Mia. With few other options, he agrees to stay with David Elliston, Mia’s older brother. David was Oliver’s first crush, first kiss, first everything. That is, until the day they broke up five years before. It hadn’t been pretty.<br><br>David Elliston is back in town. Offered the chance to oversee the Kellmen Group’s newest magazine acquisition, he isn’t going to let a years old heartbreak stop him. But being thrown together with Oliver is harder than expected. And the flicker of hope he’s long tried to bury becomes even more difficult to contain.<br><br>Ex-lovers, best friends, and angry parents don’t make the best backdrop for rekindling a romance. But it’s the lies from the past that might just extinguish any chance they have of starting over.

Big Flames and Small

“Something?” It took David a moment to catch up. “No. I don’t have anything.”


Oliver could have cried. Because he needed David inside him. And he knew, with all the years of pent up yearning, if they didn’t stop now he might beg for it, anyway.


“Wait here.” Oliver pressed a kiss to his lips and David moved to sit up, letting Oliver wriggle off the bed. “Don’t move a muscle.”


He hurried out the door and two doors down to Mia’s room. Mia, with her garbage bag of clothes and suitcase of who-the-hell-knew-what.


If there were condoms to be had, she would have them.


Her room was a mess, just like her apartment had always been. It was one reason they had never lived together. One reason they never would.


But it was her who-gives-a-fuck approach to organization that made her easy to figure out.


Chapter 21