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They’re going to need a bigger tent.
Henri’s list of bad exes is as long as his arm, but nothing prepared him for his latest, heart-stomping breakup. He thought he couldn’t feel more abandoned, until his ride for a group camping trip bails, leaving him stuck driving for hours with a guy who is absolutely not his type.
After breaking up with his girlfriend of five years, firefighter
is working up the nerve to explore his
interest in men. He knows he’s gay. He just hasn’t had the guts to do anything
about it…until now. Logan
Henri’s big-city attitude and tight jeans push every last one of
’s buttons, and when he and Henri have to
share a tent, Logan is thrilled. He should have realized Logan Pacific Northwest weather would get wet—forcing them to
strip naked. Though the steam between them is thicker than coastal fog, Henri’s
not sure he can let himself fall for another man. Not even the guy who finally
treats him right.
Warning: Contains bad ex-boyfriends, even worse weather, and more than your average amount of sex in a tent. May not be suitable for those with germ phobias, outdoor aversions or fear of damp shoes.
Henri jerked to get out of the way before their lips touched, and though
landed at Henri’s hairline, a thrill of panic still ran through him. No way.
Herpes! Logan couldn’t kiss him, and Henri
definitely couldn’t kiss Logan back.
Plenty of other guys would have taken the risk—especially if it was just a
kiss—but Henri couldn’t. Logan
froze, his breath still in
Henri’s hair. Slowly, he stepped back. “I’m sorry.” Logan
“No. It’s fine.” Henri held his hands palms up, wishing he could explain in a few words, but the guys on the ridge above were already calling to them, hollering that it was time for lunch.
“I didn’t mean...”
away, hiding his expression. “I just mean it’s no big deal.” Shoulders curled
forward, Logan headed up the stairs. Logan
called after him. He hated this. If things were different, he would have been
on Logan from the second he saw what
he was hiding under his shirt. He would have kissed him and even given his dick
a squeeze for good measure. Now he’d be stuck with half explanations all
weekend. “Wait up.” Logan
About the Author
Birkenstock-wearing glamour girl and mother of two by immaculate conception, Daisy Harris still isn't sure if she writes erotica. Her romances start out innocently enough. However, her characters behave like complete sluts. Much to Miss Harris's dismay the sex tends to get completely out of hand.
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