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214 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 5, 2015







Riley immediately returned the kiss, but shyly. Hunter forced himself not to go trying to tongue smother the guy, but he was overcome with the need to show Riley how much he liked him. But this wasn’t a bar, and Riley wasn’t a hookup. This was Riley, and those soft lips moving against Hunter’s were enough to make his heart try to sprout wings.
I wish you’d help yourself too.
You need to help yourself too.

“None of you really care. He’s just another nutcase who offed himself. Well, fuck y’all. Hartfield can’t have me.”
“I don’t believe you, Riley.”
“You don’t matter, Doc. I believe it.”









“Hunter’s eyes popped open, and he looked longingly at Riley’s, pleading for something Riley didn’t know how to provide. “I can’t do that. I won’t do that. I won’t go down like that. I’m going to help myself.” He slid his hands down to raise his shirt front and wiped his face of its messy emotions. When he turned his attention back to Riley, he loudly inhaled, exhaled. “I wish you’d help yourself too.”


"I can't do that. I WON'T do that. I won't go down like that. I'm going to help myself."
When he turned his attention back to Riley, he'd loudley inhaled, exhaled. "I wish you'd help yourself too."

“He was NOT going to cry over Riley’s scars, not cry for the boy Riley had been, but celebrate and make love to the man Riley had become. Scars and all.”
“It felt good to be needed, didn’t it?”
“Yeah, it did. Nobody’s ever needed me before.”
“You’re wrong.” the doctor said.
“You need you.”
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Hunter's eyes popped open, and he looked longingly at Riley's, pleading for something Riley didn't know how to provide. "I can't do that. I won't do that. I won't go down like that. I'm going to help myself."
He slid his hands down to raise his shirt front and wiped his face of its messy emotions. When he turned his attention back to Riley, he loudly inhaled, exhaled. "I wish you'd help yourself too."




....“Wait. Secret place in a mental hospital? Isn’t that how horror movies always start?”
“When your whole life is a horror movie, what’s a little adventure?