Gavin "Gnarly" Reese was a Guitar God. Deity in the making that is. A bold move to Chicago in hopes of a career in the Metal scene, his fresh start began with finding shelter. A brownstone full of hot women presenting itself he jumped at the chance. As rough and tumble as the Iowa farm boy was, he found himself smothered by pussy and problems out the ass. Who needed sleep anyway. When you're dead, right? Rock hard! Play hard! As his granddad once said, "TAKE YOUR PICK BOY!" That he did!
I was pissed-off when my manager at the Marriott made me work Sunday brunch. But then completely out of the blue I met this guy there. And although he didn't know it, he'd been looking for me. And he's kind, and amazingly thoughtful, and a wonderful lover. I just never expected that he'd be white. Yeah, there's some explicit, joyous sex in here, but mainly, this is a romance story...
A trip to Europe. A mistaken identity. A taboo line crossed. The question facing Pete is not “will they/won’t they?” but “will they do it again?” If you like thoughtful taboo stories, you’ll love the story of Pete and Diane as they explore Europe, where no one knows them at all.