Hunter is my best friend. Nothing more.
Sure, he’s a hot, charming, scatterbrained little ball of perfect, and he protected me when I needed it most. But to him, I’m just an old friend. I moved to the city long ago to try to forget that I’m a little bit completely in love with him. But when work pulls me back to our small island hometown, it’s like stepping into a time machine to ten years ago.
Suddenly, Hunter is my entire world again. His eyes, his lips, his mischievous smile. He’s ten times more irresistible, and a million times more trouble.
He doesn’t think anything of it when he kisses me one late summer night. Forbidden for years, and now he’s right in my lap.
To him, it’s just reckless fun. But I’m done for.
Because he’s the only thing that feels like home.
Ever since Gavin became a successful hot shot in the city, he felt more like a stranger than my best friend. Where was the shy, sweet guy I used to stick up for in school? The person who could tell me anything?
Now he’s swooped back into our hometown, threatening to change the island forever. But we like our small town just the way it is. I should be fighting against Gavin and everything his company wants to do.
...But I’m no good at “should.” Instead, I end up with my lips on his.
...And then pulling him into bed.
And God, now I only want more.
Everyone in town tells me to stay away, but Gavin hits a spot that no one else has. A little secret, wicked-hot fun with a friend never hurt anything. Right?
Come Home is a 70,000-word gay romance about two friends who should be enemies but fall in love instead. It features summer nights by the water, boozy milkshakes, bad decisions, and a very good dog named Meatball.