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220 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 17, 2017
At some point in Jake Moore’s life, someone made him… less.
There’s a beauty inside of Jake I want the world to see.

“I’m just tired, Dal. I just want to… be. I’m tired of… running, but there’s so much crap I can’t fucking deal with. Not now. I want to… fuck… I can’t… but I want to. With you. I just need someone to know. Someone I know won’t hurt me with it.”
“Then that’s how it’ll be, then. You’ve got me, Jake. However long you need me with you.”

“Yeah, I want to wash away the filth that dick father of his smeared on him. I want to scrape off the stink and guilt he’d been raised in, but not because I need to but because he and I….
“It isn’t just for me. Yeah, I want him. I want to hold him and share a sunset without him tensing up with fear. I want him not to flinch when I touch him, and I want him to touch me without having to analyze it or look to see who is around.” Dallas paused, searching for the words he needed to describe the delicate furls of emotion Jake brought out in him. “God, you need to see his smile when he doesn’t care who is looking and how he scowls when he’s working because he’s beating the world into submission. There’s a beauty inside of Jake I want the world to see. That’s what I love, C. I love that beauty and those dimples and the rough of his hands on my shoulders when he feels safe enough to put them there.”
You’re special, beautiful, sweet, talented, and so damned gorgeous you make my teeth ache...

“You peeled away the dark I lived in, and if I cry, it’s because I’m happy… so damned happy, Dal.”





Dallas Yates was everything Jake needed to deny himself.
He wasn’t going to think about his father. He couldn’t. Ron Moore belonged in a box on a shelf Jake only took out when it rattled for attention, and the guilt of putting him back there every day was getting too heavy to carry.
Take care of yourself. That’s number one. In all things.
He’s bled out in his nightmares, crying for mercy. None came.
I’ve landed in some kind of Wonderland, and my Mad Hatter is really fucking torn up inside. - Dallas
I promise you this, Jacques Moore; I will be with you every step of the way. Because you’re stuck with me now. No matter what, no matter what we become, I will be here with you. Because I don’t want to live in a world without you in it. Might as well take away the fucking sun and stars, because my life will be that much darker. So fucking dark.
You peeled away the dark I lived in, and if I cry, it’s because I’m happy… So damned happy, Dal.

"Who fucked you up, Jake?" Dallas wondered softly. "Who reached into that pretty soul of yours and tore it apart?"Jake sees everything he's ever wanted in Dallas, but he's been told his entire life that what he wants is perverted and wrong...but if that's true then he can't help but wonder why does being with Dallas feel like something's finally gone right for him for the first time in his life.
"He hurts you, punches you, or even farts in your general direction, I will kick his ass," Celeste declared fiercely,... "Well, as soon as I buy a new pair of shoes to do it with. Ass kicking requires some serious shoes."There's probably a lot about this relationship that shouldn't work for example Jake and Dallas don't exactly have balance in their relationship, but realistically relationships often aren't balanced all the time...life's not always fair, that's just how it works sometimes. Relationships are give and take but unfortunately it's often more give and less take for one partner or the other and these things frequently shift but in the case of Dallas and Jake we didn't really see this happen and yet it still worked.