Hot guitar player Angus Mackay learned how to escape unhappiness early in life. The only love he’d ever felt came from his big sister, Debbie. When he learns she is dying, he’s forced to return home and face not only his demons, but hers as well. He must deal with Steven, the lover he left behind, who helped Debbie raise her daughter, Sherry. But Angus is in for a rude shock. Not only must he confront his past, but what could have been his future because Eli Borich, a man he had an amazing one-night stand with, is Steve’s lodger, friend, and employee. Can Angus cope with it all?
Eli had his hopes set on a musical career and a relationship with Angus before they’d even met. Given the chance to play one night in Angus’s band, his hopes rose then fell when Angus split town and didn’t look back. Eli’s musical hopes have died but he senses that Angus isn’t as indifferent as he initially seems. What are the odds that Eli’s luck is about to change for the better?
When he turned back to the bar, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned to see that hunk. My God, he has the bluest eyes.
“Hi,” he said.
“Hello,” Angus replied. He could hardly breathe.
“You’re one hell of a guitar player.”
“Thanks.” Angus grinned. Take me home. Take me anywhere. “What’s your name?”
“Eli. Eli Borich.”
“Hi, Eli, my name is—”
“How did you know that?”
“It’s written on the poster outside.” Eli grinned.
“Oh, yeah. Right.” Angus laughed. “Can I buy you a drink?”
“I’m not thirsty,” he said, meeting Angus’s gaze.
Angus shrugged. “Oh. Well, we could get out of here.”
“You work fast.” Eli moved closer.
“Too fast for you?” Angus raised an eyebrow.
“No.” Eli shook his head. “But I’m starving. I know a great all-night place nearby. The hamburgers are incredible. You’re not a vegetarian, are you?”
Angus laughed again. “No. Hamburgers sound great, actually.”
“Been living on a liquid diet recently, have you?” Eli asked.
“Something like that.”
Angus left the rest of his beer on the bar top and followed Eli out of the club. He would have followed him just about anywhere. Angus’s cock was hard from just looking at him. He would have fucked him in the bathroom if Eli would have given him the sign. But it appeared Eli wasn’t in any kind of hurry to get down to it.
“You’re not used to dating,” Eli said as they reached the corner. Traffic whizzed by, and they waited for the light to change.
“Dating?” Angus looked at him. “Oh, is that what this is, then? A date?”
“Something like that.”
The light changed, and they walked across the street.
“Do you know I’ve seen you play at that club a dozen times?”
Angus narrowed his eyes. “Really? Why didn’t I notice you?”
“You weren’t ready.” Eli grinned at him. “I was at the back of the room. I only caught the last ten minutes or so. I’ve been working nights, and sometimes I get gigs playing drums.”
“You’re a drummer?”
Eli shrugged. “I dabble.”
“Um, gives me ideas,” Angus said as they turned the corner.
Eli grabbed his hand and pulled him close. “I hope so,” he said softly, then pushed him away with a laugh.