LOST BOYS
Found family. Laughter. Emotional damage.
THE SKEPTIC
BOOK 1
You've heard of those romances where the priest is seduced by the worldly outsider? Yeah, this isn't that.
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I'm a gay preacher with more notches on my bedpost than years in the ministry, and I’m not totally settled on the existence of God. Currently, I’m providing Holden with a valuable distraction while he’s back in Seguin, caring for his ailing father.
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Holden had good reason to leave town all those years ago. So did a lot of us. His father, Mr. Paige, was the only teacher who ever made the queer kids—his Lost Boys—feel welcomed into his classroom.
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Now that Mr. Paige is sick, everyone’s coming together. And the more time I spend with Holden, the more I’m hoping he's willing to find a reason to stay.
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THE CRUSH
BOOK 2
Augustus Walker, Jr. is a problem.
Every queer person I know has had a tragic crush on a straight person at some point in their lives, and for the last year, Walker has been mine.
Not that my crush on him is serious—I'm just appreciating a sweet, sexy guy who happens to be a big fat goose egg on the Kinsey scale.
Le sigh and all that.
The Lost Boys—my queer friends from high school—insist, however, that he gets flustered every time we're in the same room together. Last night, he blushed when I teased him about his perfect abs.
I'm afraid to push because I respect his sexuality, and I see how his family feels about him having a bunch of gay friends.
Still, I gotta wonder… am I the only one with a crush?
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THE PUNK
BOOK 3
Punk Rock Superstar Collapses In Front Of Record Crowd
Hendrix Cavanaugh Rushed To Hospital In Mexico City
Cavanaugh Leaves Hospital AMA
I've loved Hendrix Cavanaugh since his high school mascot days, and seeing him grind himself down like this has been driving me up a wall. Now that he's collapsed on stage, I can't watch from the sidelines for a second longer.
I know I'm not his type—I'm a network security specialist who wears expensive suits and alphabetizes his spice drawer. In contrast, Hendrix wears all black, including his eyeliner and nail polish, and I doubt he's so much as alphabetized his contacts list.
Swooping in to save the day won't make him notice me. I know that. But he has to come off the road, and I have to be the one to take care of him, or I'm going to go out of my mind.
That said, sharing a cabin with him while he recovers might be the dumbest thing I've ever done in my entire life.
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THE STEADY
BOOK 4
Hot for teacher? No.
Hot for teacher's widower? Maybe a little more than I should be.
I merely meant to comfort Ren, to help him find steady ground in the middle of an ocean of pain. It was supposed to be a one-time thing.
Only… our chemistry, set ablaze by our extreme size and age differences, was something neither of us had experienced before. It was break-the-bed good and far too potent to stop at just the one time, so we didn't. And we've been hiding it from everyone—including his son—ever since.
I know this can only end one way. I’m just the stand-in. The much, much younger guy with his late husband's physique who’ll temporarily make him forget his grief.
If only he hadn't been so… sigh. Amazing. Funny. Brilliant. Beautiful.
I didn't mean to fall in love with him, but I couldn't help myself. If only he were ready to fall in love again.
Is it too much to hope that with time and a little help from the late Mr. Paige, Ren could let me be the love of the second half of his life?
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