Charlie North has neither the time nor the know-how for relationships, complications, or keeping someone happy. It's difficult enough to keep himself satisfied. He just needs something discreet without the hassle of connections. When he's slipped a business card to a club called Illusion, he has every intention of throwing it away, until...it starts burning a hole in his pocket. He never expected the means to scratch an itch would turn into a wildfire of desire. The man behind the privacy panel leaves him craving more of the same—something he's never desired before. Will he get what he didn't know he was looking for? Contains male chastity, coercion, sexual discovery, homophobic family member, and self-image issues.
Author
Romcom author, Dianna Roman, believes in laughter, happily-ever-afters, unsung heroes and heroines, internal struggles, chocolate, coffee, fluffiness, talking to yourself, hard work, and above all, love. She enjoys writing stories set in small and rural towns and about characters who don't have this thing called life quite figured out yet. Her favorite writing challenge is tackling the miscommunication trope by making it entertaining. Dianna lives with her husband and daughter in the woods where sunsets and gardening are the reason her house may be a bit messy.
