The Mercenary and the Mortician (The Silent Hollow, #1)

by Alexandra St. Pierre

I slipped my dick up into the waistband of my jeans so as not to accidentally poke her in the damn eye with it. And people say I don’t have any manners.

“This is a fucking mess… and not in a hot way,”

it’s okay, you know, to mourn that. To mourn the father that you never had instead of the one you lost. It doesn’t let him off the hook.”

I was so fucking gay. Yep. Super fucking gay.