"Winston!" "Oh, hey," Chip said lamely, spinning on his heel. "I didn't think you were still here." Seeing Brenden's confused look, he clarified. "No limo." "Oh, yeah." Brenden looked down at his boots, the brown leather just scuffed enough to be fashionable. "I hopped an Uber over. I thought maybe you'd give me a ride back to the hotel so we could talk."
Caleb wasn't coming out, per se. That would imply that he had previously been closeted. In reality, it had just never occurred to him that he might be attracted to men. Until, that is, a pair of emerald eyes and a chiseled jawline at the gym caught his attention. After the man that he had thought he would spend the rest of his life with had suddenly walked out on him with no explanation, Kane had all but given up on love and immersed himself in his work. Not everyone gets a happily ever after.
With a history of molestation and abuse, Sage turned 18 living on borrowed time. After his mother had died the year before, Stan, his stepfather, had been disgustingly clear on the type of repayment that was expected as soon as Sage was of legal age. Sage would do almost anything to avoid becoming his stepfather's whore. At 34, Stefan was also alone. Quiet and serious, he was definitely an atypical biker with a heart of gold. What no one knew, not even Stefan himself, was how far he would go to protect an innocent that he had never met.