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315 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 3, 2013











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'It isn't true love until someone gets hurt'
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"I wanted to kiss you."
"Why?"
"I want to see you."
"You're looking at me."
"No, I mean I want to see you."
Sam's mouth fell open. Then snapped shut. Then fell open agin."See me?"
"Yeah."
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"I am too, Sam. I'm crazy attracted to you, can't you see that?"
"Well, you think my mouth--"
"All of you. I just...I see you now."
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What guy wanted to be called cute? Sam, apparently.
"Like what you see, Sam"?

“But what if I’m just, like, relationship training wheels?” he whispered. “I thought I was the big boy bike.”

?? We move on, and Sam sees him again (yes, sex again - dump him Sam, he's a user!), and then things start to change. Ian starts thinking about Sam without the sex part, and tells his therapist (ex Firefighter, nasty injury, left service, has PTSD and other issues) that he thinks he may have found someone to have a relationship with. Sam, of course, is falling in love with Ian by this time
, and although the sex is phenomenal, obviously wants more from the man of his dreams.
is used during one of their sex sessions, but Sam won't let himself believe that Ian loves him yet. Then a misunderstanding occurs, and Sam believes that Ian is about to dump him
, which isn't true, but Ian had phrased himself badly, and was going through some stuff with his dad. On a night out, Sam meets up with one of the other guys, and unfortunately they come up against a van load of red neck homophobic bastards, 




And that's when it hit Sam. If Ian was a TGH [Tortured, Gothic Hero], that made Sam…
Too Stupid to Live.
Sam closed his eyes in resignation. He was TSTL. Stupid enough to investigate the locked fourth story of the manor house, where the human screams originated; stupid enough to run out onto the moors at night to find the howling wolves. Stupid enough to want to suck Ian's cock again. And the whole time, he'd be thinking he could somehow further the plot via his stupidity.
The thing was, whatever had happened between him and Ian was certainly fraught with internal conflict, because all romances -- okay, romance novels -- had some kind of conflict, and if it wasn't external it had to be internal. Since Ian wasn't saving Sam from international drug-smuggling terrorists, and he wasn't the captain of an enemy starship that had captured Sam in battle (ugh, revenge sex), their plotting -- his and Ian's -- had to center on internal conflict.
AKA emotional conflict.
Obviously, if an outside observer had to guess which of them had the more serious emotional conflict, they'd pick Ian. Sam wasn't the one who didn't even know what constituted a relationship. By default, that made Ian the screwed-up one, right?














"Are you in the closet again?"
"What? I've never been in the closet."
Sam did his best to keep his voice calm and level. "Did you slam yourself in the hall closet in a huff and are you currently standing there talking on the phone to me? Again?"
There was a long pause. Nik cleared his throat. "Yes."