Guarding Murphy by J. D. Light

I’m not the best at picking men. I always seem to end up with jerks. Controlling jerks, abusive jerks, jerks that only want one thing. You name the jerk flavor and I’ve probably tas… okay that wasn’t where I was planning on going with that. When an obsessive ex won’t leave me alone, I enlist my super-hot, super interesting neighbor to protect me, and end up going on a road trip I would have never expected in a million years. I’ve wanted Fisher practically since I met him, but with all his tattoos, piercings and confidence, he’s like a walking billboard for cool and edgy, while I’m… well, boring is probably the word used most often to describe me. I just don’t see someone like him being interested in someone like me, no matter how cozy we have to get in the sleeper of his truck.
When the cute, dorky little omega that lives next door seems to be having trouble with his ex, there is no way I can let the guy go unprotected. But I’m a truck driver, and typically don’t get to spend much time at home. It’s pretty clear the only way I’m going to be able to keep Murphy safe is if I take him with me. I know it’s a horrible idea. I should definitely let one of his many, many family members come take care of him, but the temptation of all that close proximity in my truck proves to be too much, and I drag him along with me, knowing good and well that I can’t keep him. A man like him needs permanency and security, and I’m a truck driver that spends more time on the road than I do at home. I have no business wanting him the way I do, but I do. I definitely do.