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Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Gay Fiction
Description: Rock star Rod Hannah is on top of his game, performing all over the world to sold-out arenas. Yet loneliness is a battle he fights along with his long-time addiction to drugs and alcohol. He beat those latter demons three years ago with the aid of his best friend, Hawk McLeod, a doctor who runs a clinic on the Navajo reservation in New Mexico. But when it comes to the loneliness, it's still a daily struggle for Rod. He's been in love with Hawk for years, but the timing had never been right for turning their friendship into something deeper and more serious.

Hawk is the person Rod calls in the middle of the night, no matter where he is or what he's done, and Hawk's always there for him. Now, when Hawk faces a life-changing crisis and needs him the most, Rod will drop everything to support the man he loves, hoping to show him how perfect they are for each other...

Genres: Gay / Contemporary / The Arts / Interracial / Multicultural
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: January 2011

38 Reader Ratings:

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [77 KB]
Words: 16299
Reading time: 46-65 min.

"...Two friends become lovers and each other's pillar in times of need...Shows just how friendship is always the best basis for your forever love?I absolutely fell for both Rod and Hawk and could tell that they were perfect for each other?will make you sigh and warm your heart at a love nothing could defeat."--Jo, Joyfully Reviewed

Getting sweaty with another guy in an intimate situation was one thing. Shit, I loved that smell, but just me stinking almost put me off food at times. Letting the water run, I dunked my head under the faucet and let the cool water soothe the pounding in my brain.

"Are you okay?" Hawk asked from beside me.

Shivering, I kept my eyes closed as he stroked his hand over my shoulder. His talented fingers trailed over my newest tattoo, a red-tailed hawk in flight.

"Is this for me?"

"Yes." I shut off the water and straightened, taking the towel he held out for me. I dried off slightly, not wanting to take the time to get completely dry. "I don't know anyone else whose name is Hawk."

"Do you know in Celtic lore, a hawk is thought to empower people to examine everything and choose the positive things for their life and to allow them to let the negative things go?" Hawk murmured, watching me get dressed.

"What does your Native American side say about hawks?"

My friend often found comfort in the mythology of both his ancestors. Even if I wasn't very religious, I never doubted his beliefs, for often I found they comforted me as well.

"The Navajo see the hawk as being a messenger, bringing change with him on his wings."

"What do you think?"

I glanced down to grab my jeans off the toilet cover and started to tug them on. He handed me the T-shirt and our fingers brushed. My cock stiffened, making me very glad I got it covered before he touched me again.