Hunter’s Heart by Spencer Spears

That kiss definitely didn’t mean anything. It couldn’t have… right?
Micah: Hunter Westing is not who I’m supposed to end up with. The guy might look like a walking wet dream, but he’s got the intelligence of a doorknob and the emotional range of a toaster. Actually, that might be an insult to toasters–at least they’re not usually homophobic. If life were fair, I wouldn’t have to spend more than 20 minutes in Hunter’s company.

But if life were fair, I wouldn’t have lost my best friend and her husband in a freak accident two months ago, leaving me and Hunter as guardians of their infant daughter, Bea.

So here we are–Hunter and me, living together and raising a baby. But it’s not easy–especially not when the past I’ve been trying to outrun comes back to haunt me. The worst part? Hunter won’t stop being nice about it. The guy’s a jerk–why’s he suddenly being all kind and understanding?

And more importantly–why the hell did he kiss me last night?

“If you think I’m ever going to forget you, you’re wrong. I’ll always remember what we had. And I’ll always want you.”

Hunter: Listen–I never asked for this. I never asked for my parents to scare me into silence, making me afraid to be who I am. I never asked for my brother, the one person I was close with, to disappear on me, leaving only his daughter behind. And I definitely never asked for Micah–sweet, inexplicable Micah, who talks a mile a minute and leaves me torn between aggravation and breathlessness–to come along and turn my life upside down.

All I wanted was to make a life for myself that my parents couldn’t control. To carve out something small and quiet, if not exactly happy. But then Micah explodes into my world and God help me, I–I want him. In ways I haven’t let myself think about for years. But as I learn more about Micah’s past, I know he deserves so much more than I can give. I can’t be the person he needs, can I?

So why can’t I remember that, now that I’m holding him?