The rumors spread like wildfire. Supposedly, there is a bar where men go to meet other men. Just about a hundred miles south of Red Creek, the little farm town that Pete has never set foot outside of in his entire life. While everyone else talks about how disgusting the bar must be, Pete is secretly intrigued. The thought of going there keeps him up at night. He wants to find out if what he desires—to feel another man’s touch—is more than a phase.
He jumps on his bike to take his chances, but his usual luck strikes. He’s been in that bar for less than ten minutes and has already turned everyone against him. Until a familiar voice calls out his name… A voice he thought he would never hear again in his life.
»Curiosity killed the cat. I guess it didn’t matter to the cat because it has nine lives. But you only have one.«