![]() ![]() ![]() It’s easier this way, until it isn’t… because life’s no cruise and some experiences are life-altering. Their feelings quickly escalate into something that they aren’t willing to label. It shouldn’t have happened, but now all bets are off. Blame it on the blazing sun, right? Damn, Troy hates the guy for pushing all of his buttons and rubbing salt in old wounds. Landing a gig on a Rio-bound cruise ship, the rising DJ is dazed when Mike strikes back with a vengeance during their second encounter, fueling his appetite for dominance. When noble Troy Hunter stole a revenge kiss from a despicable hot playboy, he didn’t know that it would be all but forgotten months later. Blame it on the alcohol, right? Damn, Mike hated the guy for muddling his assumed straight orientation and raising unwelcome questions. ![]() War, as in being left dumbfounded and yearning for more. War, as in being given a taste of his own medicine. War, as in being taught a lesson by a shameless cowboy. When drunken Michael Clayton stole a sloppy kiss in a Parisian club, he didn’t know that this would mean war. Sometimes, a kiss can knock you out faster than a blow to the head, rendering you unable to think straight. ![]()
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