When Easy meets runaway in trouble Mano at his mother’s truck stop in Nashville, he falls hard and fast and the feeling seems mutual. The two are as different as night and day, and happy endings don’t always come easy, even if that's your name. While Easy is out on the road, Mano is arrested and taken back to Tampa. Mano is in shock, knowing he didn’t commit the crime, but unable to prove it.
Easy has to get down to Tamps, find Mano, figure out who did do it, and protect Mano and his mother at the same time, especially with the real criminals working hard to make sure Mano stays in jail. Love is wonderful, exciting, fulfilling, and sexy, but is it enough to keep Mano out of prison for murder?
Excerpt It wasn’t hard to admit he already cared for Manolito. He’d call him Mano when around others and keep Manolito for himself. His little man. Easy was surprised at the depth of feeling he had after only a small amount of time. He was about to remedy that. Easy had no trouble admitting he was anxious to increase the time spent with Mano from a little to a whole hell of a lot!
Pulling the truck around the back of the building, he began the task of settling it in. Anxious to see Mano, he was hurrying through the shut-down routine when he nearly jumped out of his skin at the face that suddenly appeared in the window beside his left arm. Mano!
He lowered the window and smiled at the eager face of his dream lover.
“Hey, you. I was watching for you,” Mano said.
“Yeah?” Easy didn’t seem to be able to get past one word responses. He tried harder. “Been waitin’, huh?”
“Yep. I don’t have long since it’s almost time for the supper rush, but I saw you pull around and wanted to say hi privately. I wish…” Mano paused, looking in at Easy.
“You wish what? Don’t be shy now. Let’s see if it’s what I’ve been wishing for since I left here.” Say it, he begged in his heart, say it for me, Manolito.
“I wish I could have that kiss you told me about when you left. I haven’t thought about much else.” Easy admired the courage that took as he watched the blush cover Mano’s neck and then his face.
“Hop down so I can get this door open.” Easy had pulled quite close to the back side of his apartment this time. On purpose? Hell, yes, just for this.
Mano jumped down. Easy finished the steps necessary in shutting down the truck, and stepped down, slamming his door. He turned to find Mano had backed up to the wall and stood, waiting. As he looked at him, Mano’s arms lifted just a little, but the invitation was obvious. He walked right into those arms, bending to take Mano’s mouth with his.
Oh, Easy needed hours, days, to get his fill. As much as he wanted to press Mano into the building and take and suck and grind, get as much feeling as possible all at once, he made himself take his time. This was their first real kiss and he wanted to be able to remember it with joy. He relished the feeling of Mano reaching up to clasp him around the shoulders, knowing Mano had to be up on his toes to do it.
He took his mouth from Mano’s to say, “Up,” as he tightened his arms and lifted. Mano gave a little hop, his legs wrapping around Easy’s waist and his back resting on the wall behind him. Oh, now, this had definite possibilities.